Well, I'm glad to see that these threads have reached their intelectual apex. Limericks are the "Bubblegum" of humor, fit for the unfit, only. Needless to say, I've written hundreds of them. I have, even, had limerick writing contests for my readers (I write a rambling column for a folksong publication in Philadelphia). I insisted that their submissions be within the bounds of good taste, as my editor is so straight, he wouldn't say, "come" with a drop on his gum. When I was conducting the campfire sings at the Philly Festival (a nocturnal obligation I fulfilled for thirty years) my rules were more relaxed. Here's one I wrote for the traditional Smut Hour.

Sure as mug shots yield non-words like muggery/ Sure as graverobbers gave us skullduggery/ There's a six legged lass/ With a cock up her ass/ The true ante-cedent of buggery.