I don’t know if I ever told this limerick on my website, but here goes –
There was a girl named Anheuser,
Who thought none of the boys could surprise her,
So, Pabst took a chance,
Put Schlitz in her pants,
And now she’s pale Budweiser.
My father told that one at the dinner table. My mother stared at him and said, “Don’t talk like that, Joe.” Dad and I looked at each other and laughed. I was around 15. Mom left the room for the kitchen to get more food.
Here is one for the sensitive ladies –
A mouse in her room woke Miss Dowd,
Who was frightened and screamed very loud,
Then a happy thought hit her,
To scare off the critter,
She sat up in bed and meowed.
Okay, one more, from Dad...
There was a girl from St. Paul,
Who wore a paper dress to the ball,
The dress caught fire,
Burned the entire,
Front page, back page, and all.