Comments on: Not-So-Clean Limerick

By: Patrice of the ManyCats

Patrice of the ManyCats — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 12:16:50 +0000

(continuation:)
They crept in one late, rainy night
When he woke: “Girls, you gave me a fright!
You’re much noiser cleaning
Than I recalled, but was meaning
To introduce my new bulldog, Smite.”

They glanced at each other, dismayed
And resolved to return with some Raid
But by now he’d caught on:
Changed his lock! No more pawn
To the maids: their plans made, thus waylaid.

So the fellow sighed, “Well, I must marry:
I suppose it’s between Gail and Sherry.
But she must love to clean,
This can clearly be seen!”
Smite yawned, “Pity, there’s no Cleaning Fairy…”

By: Patrice of the ManyCats

Patrice of the ManyCats — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 11:37:49 +0000

A fellow who hated to clean
Hired pert maids who he commenced to screen
But he didn’t know what
To look out for, so ne’er caught
Onto plans to relieve him of green…

By: Lurker

Lurker — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 03:47:06 +0000

A fellow who hated to clean
Got to ride a black limousine
To be on the show “Hoarders”
But he couldn’t stand orders,
To banish his things for a scene

By: madkane

madkane — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 06:53:41 +0000

I see some more fun limericks came in when I was out of town. Nice job! Thanks!

By: McGuireHimself

McGuireHimself — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 00:59:27 +0000

A fellow who hated to clean
Was also unswervingly mean
When he tortured a bug,
parts stayed on the rug
And even today may be seen.

His bottles of soda and booze
lay where pizza oil would ooze,
And his dirty socks,
His shorn greasy locks
began irreparably to fuse.

The mice in the mouse-traps were mol’y
And roaches, at ease, could walk slowly.
Then would he trap one
And then he would scrap one:
The man and the mess were unholy.

By: Swisstoons

Swisstoons — Tue, 01 Jun 2010 03:30:56 +0000

Quite The Charmer!

A fellow who hated to clean
Hadn’t bathed since he was a teen
He loathed a hot shower
Mention soap and he’d glower
And his teeth! Oyyy! They were green!

By: Steve Vitoff

Steve Vitoff — Sun, 30 May 2010 18:44:28 +0000

mad and friends: here are four!!

A fellow who hated to clean
Wiped his furniture with vasoline
Though his stuff stays quite gritty
It always looks pretty
On account of its lingering sheen

A fellow who hated to clean
Hit the town with a girl named Maureen
When she came to his place
It was such disgrace
Ne’er again was Maureen to be seen

A fellow who hated to clean
Signed up with the mujahadeen
But he was such a slob
They fired him from his job
For deviating so much from the mean

A fellow who hated to clean
Was enjoying a fresh tangerine
On the floor he’d spit pits
Giving his roommate fits
Like an “Oscar and Felix” routine

By: Carroll

Carroll — Fri, 28 May 2010 06:03:26 +0000

A young fellow who hated to clean
Still liked his digs to have sheen
So he hired a crew
Who knew just what to do
Now his pad is a sight to be seen

By: madkane

madkane — Fri, 28 May 2010 04:08:52 +0000

I’m enjoying Mr. Unclean’s sundry adventures. Thanks for your limericks, and please keep them coming.

By: Ricky Pursley

Ricky Pursley — Fri, 28 May 2010 03:49:04 +0000

A fellow who hated to clean
Sprayed his whole place with Mr. Clean;
As he slipped across the floor,
He gargled with Listerine;
And as he fell, for a measure more,
He sprinkled liberally with OxyClean.