Dean Whitbread 2020
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More than halfway through the month’s limerick-writing project, and the verses are becoming progressively more adventurous as the form is stretched and various subjects explored. Just in case they were also straying too far from their traditional bawdy and obscene territory, out popped this one:
A handsome young biker named Danny
Just couldn’t get enough fanny
So he plumped for the op
The hormones, the chop
And turned himself into his grannyHis charming young wife, named Louise
Was aghast, and she fell to her knees;
“Oh Danny, my granny,
My newly-made tranny,
Now how will my fanny be pleased?”“My dear,” he said, “Please do not fret,
Do you think I’d forget you just yet?
Here under this frock,
In a box, is my cock
With a condom and jazz cigarette!”
