Aussie Limericks 121-140

‘The limerick’s an art form complex
Whose contents run chiefly to sex
It’s famous for virgins
And masculine urgin’s
And vulgar, erotic effects’
               Rupert Hart-Davies

AUSSIE LIMERICKS        (121 - 140)

There was a young lady from Enmore
Prayed soon it would heavily rain more
She loved loving outside
But the ground was so dried
That her actions were making her bum sore

There was a young lady from Epping
Had a walk that was very high-stepping
And the men that she'd pass
Would lie on the grass
Up her legs they all enjoyed peeping

There was a young lady from Erskineville
From her love received a large bill
When their love affair ended
‘For services rendered’
She's paying the instalments still

There was a young lady from Eureka
Who won fame at a game as a streaker
But felt it unfair
When she heard in the air
Her name and address by loud-speaker

There was a young lady from Fadden
Would the wives in the town often madden
A free spirited sort
Men think she's a sport
But the women agree she's a bad 'un

There was a young lady from Florey
Whose life was one long, sad story
'Til a sadist, a butcher
In a moment of rapture
Brought an end especially gory

There was a young lady from Flynn
Whose pants no man could get in
Though many had tried
None got fully inside
Because she's so terribly thin

There was a young lady from Forbes
Strange words on walls often daubs
Of men’s actions salacious
Which are mainly fallacious
And crude drawings of their hairy orbs

There was a young lady from Fraser
Whose man would nightly amaze her
With the fierce sexual prowess
He displayed on a dais
He'd built so to new heights he'd raise her

There was a young lady from Forster
No man had ever to force her
Her skills always pleased
And she often received
Nice letters from men who'd endorsed her

There was a young lady from Fyshwick
Liked taking her man for a picnic
After meat, wine and cheese
When replete and at ease
He'd lie back for her to his prick lick

There was a young lady from Ganmain
Whose men came again and again
Her strokes and her licks
Emptied all of their pricks
But she stopped when their stuff clogged the drain

There was a young lady from Glebe
Grew lush plants, in pots, grown from seed
It seems that she'd feed 'em
On her lovers' semen
And at dawn on each one she peed

There was a young lady from Gosford
With the men all around just got bored -
‘They've one thing in their heads
That's the things 'tween their legs
And the stuff inside them that's stored’

There was a young lady from Gowrie
Wrote letters of love that were flowery
To a man she'd be marrying
If he gave up his tarrying
And concern for the size of her dowry

There was a young lady from Grace
Who men all around liked to chase
Not just for a fuck
For some knew, given luck
And ten bucks, she'd sit on their face

There was a young lady from Greenwich
One day was found laid in a ditch
She said she'd been raped
By a man, or an ape
Maybe both - she quite forgot which

There was a young lady from Guildford
Was guilty of trying a skilled fraud
Promised singles to pair
Then in the town square
Just wrote all their names on a billboard

There was a young lady from Gundagai
Whose tits caught every man's eye
‘Cos when wearing a dress
While being quite bra-less
They both, on the same side would lie

There was a young lady from Gunning
Fell in love when on the beach running
With a tall dark sun bather
Who greatly impressed her
With the size of the cock he was sunning