I love limericks me: they can be so deliciously bawdy and yet at the same time, so entirely innocent. Some favourites of mine:- There was a young lady named Ransome, Who was ravished three times in a hansom. As she cried out for more, A voice from the floor groaned. "Lady, the name's Simpson not Samson!" There was a young man called Denzil Whose dick was as sharp as a pencil. It went through an actress Two sheets and a mattress And shattered a bedroom utensil. There once was plumber named Lee Who plumbed his girl by the sea. Said the girl, "Someone's coming." Said the plumber still plumbing, "That's not someone coming, it's me!" There once was a lady of Chichester Who made all the saints in their niches stir. One morning at matins Her breasts in white satins Made the Bishop of Chichester's britches stir Other contributions please!