Michael's Corner

A limerick from the first season of The Crown:

There once was a girl named Sally

Who never said “no” to a dally

And when she sat on the lap of a well-endowed chap

She cried, “Sir, you are right up my alley!”

Another from the late Christopher Hitchens:

It was said of the Bishop of Birmingham

He fondled young men when confirming them

When they’d kneel on a cassock, He’d lift up his hassock

And pump his Episcopal sperm in them

This one is from the novel The Cider House Rules:

There once was a man from Bombay

Who fashioned a cunt out of clay

But the heat from his prick, turned the clay into brick

And he chafed all his foreskin away

This is one of mine; it features an enthusiastic in-law:

Mickey and Maude were some pair

They fucked on trains and buses, they didn’t care

And Mick remained a brisk steed, through Maud’s once-a-month bleeds

As Maude’s mum was a fine stand-in mare

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I just posted Book IV of The Boy Who Walked with God: Let This Be My Last Pilgrimage. Everyone, have a lovely weekend!