mc5 - The Obligatory Limericks Game

And shook my yas-yas (obscure 1930s southern US slang declared)

And proved I was non compas mentis.

Align

[Tina] Good call.!

I sit in my nice padded cell

snorgle

And giggle, as I ring my bell

Breadmaster

But the imps and the pixies

Wol

Try to tell me that six is

penelope

Seven, and eight is aswell

Darren

I know how to carbonate tea

Software

And how to select the best Brie

Breadmaster

But what's got me stumped

Chalky

is how come I got dumped

Tuj

And why she picked a she over me