Lasting Little Lusty Limerick Love Link Lullaby

One day, while wild nightclub played blues,
Hugh Lewd tried to ravish Lou Hughes,
cried she, 'I suppose
there's no time for my clothes,
but please let me loosen my shoes.

For in_decency may one refuse,
the rules of politeness abuse,
yet the lowest of lows
one is held if the pose
is not held when you take off your trews!

About etiquette have you no clues?
I prefer, him or her, when I choose!
but my orgasm flows
through your root, grows and glows
in this lustlight, lets rush to the loos! ”

Then they left, parked the car in a mews,
and he figured her figure as muse
would amuse, while his hose,
quite outstanding arose, -
then and there, bottom bare, lit her fuse.

He who surges first urges then woos,
she who fights first, soon lights up, unglues,
when he chose to propose
with red rose bunch and bows
Miss at first understood this a ruse.

So replied: “That which starts with a schmooze
ends too often in snoring and snooze,
don’t abuse Miss Hughes’ shows
of affection – she knows
rare is man true to maiden he screws! ”

Hugh’s answer: “My Dear, please excuse
my impetuous overenthuse,
my importunate throes
so[w] soon metamorphose
into passionate deep interfuse.”

The offer, too tempting to lose,
was accepted – they live in Toulouse
where their French, Berlioz
may find Greek as it goes,
cheek to cheek ends this Limerick’s cruise!

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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