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here's yesterday's.

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forced, ribald limerick #3

Who could tell what foul fate might transpire,
In the reasonable practice of Empire?
But a cannibal mob,
Spiked my ass (man-kebab?),
On their cruel aboriginal fire.

forced, ribald limerick #2

The unfeeling Bengalese jury,
Handed my sentence down with great fury,
The registrar of the State,
Mailed my cock (express rate),
To my invalid wife in Missouri.

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instead, forced ribald limerick #1

One summer, I conquered Australia,
A true baron, in princely regalia,
But can't take kindly to,
That accursed kangaroo,
Who would box my off-guard genitalia!

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