There was a grumpy man of Manila who didn't care the slightest scintilla. He'd lay on the horn - even on Sunday morn. When the sign failed, the Church hired a guerilla.
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Tag Archives: Limerick
Ulan Bator Limerick
A craftsman from old Ulan Bator made Genghis Khan statues by the score. "Call me a fierce lauder, but he's the best marauder. We haven't marauded well since days of yore."
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Doha Limerick
An old woman expat in Doha looked over the wall and said, "Aha! "It's back! The spacecraft." "Woman, don't be daft, "It's been here 'fore we came from Utah!"
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Cuzco Limerick
The Conquistador who "founded" Cuzco apparently did not get the memo. "My lips to your ear, it's already there. It's been a city since Moors rule Toledo."
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Amsterdam Limerick
A mother who was visiting Amsterdam strolled around town pushing her child's pram. 'twas such a delight 'til she hit the red lights, and her boy saw a game of hide the wild yam.
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Kathmandu Limerick
A proprietor of old Kathmandu epitomized the spirit can-do, selling hippies and monks neckties and swim trunks, and even sold ascetics kazoos.
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Kuala Lumpur Limerick
Two builders working in Kuala Lumpur vied to outdo each other's grandeur; but one tower is straight, and the other one ain't. So, I guess we know who won that war.
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Jaipur Limerick
There was an old painter from Jaipur who painted ceilings, floors, walls, and doors. 'Til his boss raised a stink, and said, "Paint it all pink!" "I've not enough pink cans for that chore."
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Chennai Limerick
"How big 's the beach?" asked a tourist in Chennai "the beach is half-a-klick," came the reply. "No, he's got it wrong; it's six K. M. long, but it is almost half a klick wide!"
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Bishkek Limerick
A baker from the city of Bishkek made breads that were so fully bedecked - the patterns so fancy - I felt so unclassy, devouring every last crumb and fleck.
