Three Limericks in Poor Taste

There was a curmudgeon in Rheims

Who lacked an appropriate stance.

When he met a young filly

Who teased, “Let’s be silly!”

He groaned, “Nana, I’m long past Brrromance.”

A cross-dresser in old Reykjavik

Once cut a young queen to the quick.

When they saw from their pants

They was eager to dance,

They said, “Sorry! I’m looking for Dick!”

A superannuated snow-bird at Mar-a-Lago,

Was unhappily not in the know.

When he saw on a pier,

“No refugees here!”

He thought it meant: “Bring back Jim Crow!”