Title: Limericks by Patt

Author/psuedonym: Patt

Email: PattRose1@aol.com

Pairing: Jim/Blair

Rating: R

Category: Humor/PWP/Limericks

Date: July 18, 2001

Series/sequel:

Status: new

Archive: Why not?

Disclaimer: These guys don't belong to me, never did, never will, but I can dream. Petfly doesn't like to share. They also don't pay me, darn it anyhow.

Notes: I was just in a goofy mood and now you must all be made to suffer. LOL Just some good clean fun. Oh wait a minute. Okay, it's not clean fun. It's got bad language that isn't nice. So it's just fun.

Warning: Okay, there is no fucking nudity in this one. But they're trying.

Summary: Some silly limericks in my head that had to by typed. God, Its scary isn't it? Jim and Blair send little silly love Limericks to each other at the station

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Limericks
by Patt

I don't believe my wonderful luck.
We both love to hump and suck.
Jim is divine.
He's all mine.
Oh I must go, it's time to fuck.

(I know, I know, I have a way with words.)

Watching Jim, is a really fun treat.
He looks good enough to eat.
He tastes good.
Like he should.
Now I have to go and get my meat.

(Help me, I'm writing limericks and can't stop.)

Kissing Blair is a great deal of fun.
And what a damn nice set of buns.
I love that ass.
Not being crass.
Oh it's time to fuck, I have to run.

Dear Blair,
Roses are red. Violets are blue.
Donuts are sweet, but not as sweet as you.

Love, Jim

Dear Jim,

Roses are red and sometimes pink.
I love you dearly but your poetry stinks.

Love, Blair

Dear Blair,

Roses are black and sometimes they're white.
Can't wait to get home so I can give you a bite.

Love, Jim
PS: That wasn't a very nice poem you sent me.

Dear Jim,

Roses are indeed white and also black.
If you want to be fucked, get on your back.

Love, Blair.

Dear Blair,

Way to go Blair, while we're at work?
You're being a complete and total jerk.
Email love notes seemed like it would be great.
Off I go, I'll just go and masterbate.

Not so in love, Jim.

Dear Jim,

Back up bucko. Get a fucking grip.
Sometimes you can be a total drip.
Although I usually like when you do it for me.
Now give me a smile. Come on let me see.
I love you baby, you know that right?
I'll show you how much later tonight.

Love, Blair

Dear Blair,

I'm leaving now, if you wanted to know.
I need to go home and find someone to blow.
Not just anyone, Chief, it has to be you.
Follow me home and we'll see what we can do.

Love, Jim

Dear Jim,

Hurry it up hot stuff, you are making me all warm.
The only thing that will help is for me to get into your form.
Come on hot stuff lets get going, be on our way.
I love you baby, in case you wanted me to say.

Love, Blair.

Dear Blair,

So stop typing, and get your ass out the door.
Or I'll be forced to attack you here, right on the floor.
Say goodbye to everyone, wish them well.
Then hurry up, I'm hornier than hell.

Love Jim

END