There was a little bee named Barry,
He couldn’t get a girlfriend ‘cause his legs were hairy,
So he tried to groom,
Shaved his legs zoom, zoom,
But, now his legs look ten times as scary.
"Promises, promises" my fiance would say, She said that to me almost every day, Then, she became most annoyed, When I chose to avoid, Making promises I wouldn't keep anyway.
Vic had a toe nail that grew into his toe, He suffered with pain and all kinds of woe, He took out a hammer, Gave a toe a good bammer, The pain was worse, but how could Vic know? Vic had an in-grown toe nail, It hurt and Vic gave a big wail, His pain was so great, He cancelled his date, His girlfriend left; what a sad tale.
Boris wrote a limerick for his ex-girlfriend Patty,
He said her teeth were knurly and hair was mattie,
Patty’s revenge was not slight,
With a scratch and a bite,
Then, Boris described Patty as catty.
I'm afraid I told my girlfriend a little fib, When I bragged about my fabulous crib, She was taken aback, With my tar papered shack, And, jabbed her elbow right into my rib.