It seems I've a thing for Doritos,
I love them like jewelers love Guidos,
I can't eat just one serving,
and thus I am learning,
I no longer fit in to my speedos.
I met a sweet girl in New York
we discussed it and decided to pork
now she's seven weeks late,
why oh why did we mate?
I hope someone shoots the damn stork.
-these be from zak
on limericks i'm horribly stuck
my mind can't escape from the muck
no matter the topic
my vocab's far too myopic
the poem always ends up with fuck.
-me
write me more limericks! the week's almost done!
11:22 a.m. - 2008-03-19
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