There once was a fellow named Bruce,
who escaped from the zoo, and was loose.
The woman screamed, and ran every which way,
praying he wouldn't catch them that day.
For Bruce was hung like a moose.
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Naughty Limericks
PoesieThis is a collection of naughty limericks I wrote between 2010 to 2015 while I was working up at the oil sands. * They were meant for a laugh, not to be taken seriously, so if you offend easily, this poetry may not be for you. Other workers up th...
