Limericks of Questionalbe Taste

My entries in this week's Limerick-off.

   A fellow was sipping some port
   And thought, “Gee, I’d like to cavort.”
   So he approached this dame,
   Asked for sex and her name,
   “I’d love to,” she said, “the name’s Mort.”
   The woman said mine was too short,
   Of the dull, microscopic type sort.
   “You’re not a sex symbol
   With that little thimble.”
   Perhaps if she’d sipped some more port.


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