Violet Limerick Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Me, I’d craft her a violin—strings o’ gold, yeh? Play her a tune, all raspy and raw. “A glorious institution!”—hah, that’s whores for ya! Not all prim, not all filth—jus’ alive, kickin’, screamin’. Drives me mad, happy, wild—my precious! What d’ya reckon, eh? Whores got stories, mate, better’n any flick!

2. There Was an Old Man with a Beard

Here are five famous examples of "next level" famous limericks for adults: In six months he was born as a fawn. - Anonymous. Now he lives as a frog in the mud. - Anonymous. - Princeton .

Man, and the neighborhoods? Take Westend Quarter. Not your bougie block—nah, it’s grittier. But oh boy, it’s alive! Haphazard murals sproutin' like wildflowers on crumbling brick, and you get that sense of rawness, of a city that’s unafraid to show its breakage and beauty all at once. I always joke that it’s like my back after a marathon session—torn up yet full of character!

John Kiely delighted as Limerick pass Waterford test