An elderly man called Keith

Mislaid his set of false teeth -

They'd been laid on a chair,

He'd forgot they were there,

Sat down, and was bitten beneath.

There's a wonderful family called Stein:

There's Gert and there's Ep and there's Ein.

Gert's poems are bunk,

Ep's statues are junk,

And no one can understand Ein.

Archimedes, the well known truth-seeker,

Jumping out of his bath, cried "Eureka!"

He ran half a mile,

Wearing only a smile,

And became the very first streaker.

There was a young lady named Harris

Whom nothing could ever embarrass

'Til the salts that she shook

In the bath that she took

Turned out to be Plaster of Paris.

There once was an old man of Esser,

Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,

It at last grew so small

He knew nothing at all

And now he's a college professor.

The limerick's callous and crude,

Its morals distressingly lewd;

It's not worth the reading

By persons of breeding -

It's designed for us vulgar and rude.

The limerick packs laughs anatomical

Into space that is quite economical.

But the good ones I've seen

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