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are R- to X-rated. Those with numeric-only labels are my own, those labeled "OP" are from Other Posters, and the ones with "PD" labels are in the Public Domain. You may email me at limericist@cox.net.
Monday, June 13, 2016
2118. Alas, 69 was only a year
I am starting decade number eight When I get some, the pussy's still great But that wondrous vulgarity At home's such a rarity I think I'll re-learn how to date.
And a happy birthday to myself.
Happy birthday, you Lim'ricist nut! Hope you get what you're wishing for, but If you don't, then you've got My condolences brought To you straight from the depths of my gut.
Just be peaceful the next time you slumber Because seven-o's only a number And what really is real - You're as young as you feel Don't let 'age' your good spirits encumber.
There is many a mis'rable fart Who's made prudeness and dullness an art But each human adores Crazy blogs such as yours Achieved only by those young at heart.
So the next time you look in the mirror Find that twinkle, just bend a bit nearer It's right there in your eye And that means you won't die Till a century's gone by And I think you know why - You take life by the horns, you don't fear her!
And... Ev'ry day that goes by just gets dearer.
Happy birthday, you kooky (but brainy) character! Just think... when you're 90, you'll be wishing you were 70!
Happy birthday Phil! Have a great day and awesome year.
I told you last year to act your age. I guess now it won't be quite so fun. When George Carlin turned 70, he called it "69 with a finger up the ass". I miss that old fuck.
Thanks, Dave. My age in Roman Numerals is now the reverse of my T-shirt size. Probably that's not a good thing.
Saw Carlin in concert once. He had just moved from NYC to LA and had a ground floor apt. with a patio door -- new to both him and his cat. He said the cat saw a bird out on the patio, crept up and went flying through the air to pounce on it. Door was closed. Cat hit hard, fell back and said, "Fucking Meow!!"
Happy birthday, you Lim'ricist nut!
ReplyDeleteHope you get what you're wishing for, but
If you don't, then you've got
My condolences brought
To you straight from the depths of my gut.
Just be peaceful the next time you slumber
Because seven-o's only a number
And what really is real -
You're as young as you feel
Don't let 'age' your good spirits encumber.
There is many a mis'rable fart
Who's made prudeness and dullness an art
But each human adores
Crazy blogs such as yours
Achieved only by those young at heart.
So the next time you look in the mirror
Find that twinkle, just bend a bit nearer
It's right there in your eye
And that means you won't die
Till a century's gone by
And I think you know why -
You take life by the horns, you don't fear her!
And...
Ev'ry day that goes by just gets dearer.
Happy birthday, you kooky (but brainy) character!
Just think... when you're 90, you'll be wishing you were 70!
I am awestruck* by your flattery and well-wishes, Suz!
ReplyDelete*Should that be 'awestricken?' Don't think I've ever seen/heard it that way...
Happy birthday Phil! Have a great day and awesome year.
ReplyDeleteI told you last year to act your age. I guess now it won't be quite so fun. When George Carlin turned 70, he called it "69 with a finger up the ass". I miss that old fuck.
Thanks, Dave. My age in Roman Numerals is now the reverse of my T-shirt size. Probably that's not a good thing.
ReplyDeleteSaw Carlin in concert once. He had just moved from NYC to LA and had a ground floor apt. with a patio door -- new to both him and his cat. He said the cat saw a bird out on the patio, crept up and went flying through the air to pounce on it. Door was closed. Cat hit hard, fell back and said, "Fucking Meow!!"
I'm jealous. I'd have loved to see him in concert. Best. Comedian. Ever.
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