An Irishman Michael Mehanty,
Fell heir to a beautiful shanty,
“‘Twas not from me brother,”
Said Mike, “Nor me mother,
I got it, begobs, from me ante.”
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 15 May 1910. panel 1.]
There once was a man named McCall,
Who attended a fancy dress ball.
He thought he would risk it,
And go dressed as a biscuit,
But was “et” by a dog in the hall.
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 8 May 1910. panel 4.]
An old woman while making some soap,
Got careless and fell in the dope.
Her husband cavorted,
And shouted and snorted,
And said, “Well, you’re clean now, I hope.”
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 8 May 1910. panel 3.]
An old farmer whose right name was Josh,
Got so full you could just hear him splosh.
When he got home that night,
And was still pretty tight,
His wife tried to siphon the sosh.
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 8 May 1910. panel 2.]
An ambitious old Nanny Goat,
While chewing her young master’s coat,
Masticated a rocket,
He had in the pocket,
And how her ambitions did float!
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 8 May 1910. panel 1.]
In the country, the pretty typewriter,
Was afraid that the insects might bite ‘er,
She shivered with fright,
And said, “Dear, hold me tight,
They never have bit, but they might, ‘er.”
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 1 May 1910. panel 4.]
A convivial gent from St. Wynnes,
Went home wabbly a bit on his pins,
The nurse brought him his son,
And he shouted “What fun,
Here I’m the proud parent of twins.”
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 1 May 1910. panel 3.]
A timid hotel chambermaid,
Of burglars was so much afraid,
She looked under the bed
Saw a mouse there instead.
And the guests quite enjoyed the parade.
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 1 May 1910. panel 2.]
A young married lady named Rowe,
Hired a butler, quite English, you know,
While attempting to buttle,
He fell through the scuttle,
Said the lady, “Dear me, must you go?”
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 1 May 1910. panel 1.]
“After thinking it over I’ve found
(And I think that my logic is sound)
Though I can’t go about
For they’ll not let me out
They must let my stripes go around.”
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