There once was a tiny from Mayfair,
Who took to the skies on a dare,
She flew from Penzance,
And discovered by chance,
A sim-cross that froze her mid-air!
Showing posts with label SLimericks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SLimericks. Show all posts
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
SLimerick 6 :: The Caledon Regency Edition
Some Caledon residents of Regency,
Went forth in the new sim with urgency.
To rez their new houses,
Confounding their spouses,
Who wondered what was the emergency...
Went forth in the new sim with urgency.
To rez their new houses,
Confounding their spouses,
Who wondered what was the emergency...
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Thursday, July 12, 2007
SLimerick 5 :: The Paine-ful Edition
There once was a blogger named Paine,
Who found summer blogging a strain,
A brief interlude,
and a changed attitude,
Should sharpen his walnut-sized brain.
Who found summer blogging a strain,
A brief interlude,
and a changed attitude,
Should sharpen his walnut-sized brain.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
SLimerick 4 :: In two-parts
Whilst walking in Caledon Eyre,
A scoundrel approached with a dare,
He said, "lift up your blouse,
Or I'll throw you this mouse!"
In response I shot back with a stare,
I said, "Why do you treat me like that?
We've nary had time for a chat."
As a good girlwithguns,
I rezzed several fine ones,
And he scurried forgetting his hat.
A scoundrel approached with a dare,
He said, "lift up your blouse,
Or I'll throw you this mouse!"
In response I shot back with a stare,
I said, "Why do you treat me like that?
We've nary had time for a chat."
As a good girlwithguns,
I rezzed several fine ones,
And he scurried forgetting his hat.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
SLimerick 3 :: The Codie Edition
There once was a girl who could code,
Who dressed a particular mode,
She always wore red,
And even to bed,
Although this I have only been told.
Who dressed a particular mode,
She always wore red,
And even to bed,
Although this I have only been told.
Friday, June 29, 2007
SLimerick
There once was a girl with some guns,
Who also had smokin' hawt buns,
Her man-crushing thighs,
Brought several deep-sighs,
To the men she so often did shun.
Who also had smokin' hawt buns,
Her man-crushing thighs,
Brought several deep-sighs,
To the men she so often did shun.
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