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Said Phlebas 'G'day' to Eulalia,
'It's fair dinkum that you're in Australia -
On the Bondi Beach coast
We're planning a roast -
On the barbecue spit we'll impale ya!'
 
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In Deutschland lebt ein Mann,
der gar nicht wusste, was er kann.
Auf Crux Forums konnt er wagen,
junge Frauen ans Kreuz zu schlagen.
Depictor of Dreams wurde er dann.

In Germany live a man,
who not knowed, what he can.
On CruxForums he could dare,
to crucify young Girls bare.
Depictor of Dreams has been this man.
Nice poem, and it"s so beautiful in German, love German languige very much.
 
Said Phlebas, g'day to Eulalia,
It's fair dinkum that you're in Australia -
On the Bondi Beach coast
We're planning a roast -
On the barbecue spit we'll impale ya!
Brilliant work. That's our Mr. Phlebas.

A slave girl in bondage named Eul,
Ground coffee, but was nobody's fool.
She enlisted the aid
Of another young maid
Who did most of the work, as a rule.
 
Brilliant work. That's our Mr. Phlebas.

A slave girl in bondage named Eul,
Ground coffee, but was nobody's fool.
She enlisted the aid
Of another young maid
Who did most of the work, as a rule.

A fine country gent, Jollyrei
Went off to drink coffee one day
But really, I think,
It wasn't the drink
But the girls who gave whizz to his way!
 
A virginal girl named Marcella
At night dreams of fucking a fella
She awakes with a grunt
As she fingers her cunt
But climaxes singing in sweet a cappella
A country gentleman named Mr Tree
Crucifies girls by local decree
Grim-faced he raises them high
Ignoring their piteous cries
But laughs as they torrentially pee
Perfectly according to the Limerick verse measure and rules!
:clapping::clapping::clapping:
 
Said Phlebas, g'day to Eulalia,
It's fair dinkum that you're in Australia -
On the Bondi Beach coast
We're planning a roast -
On the barbecue spit we'll impale ya!

I've just seen this thread, and I'm humbled to be included :)

I would be honoured my dear Eulalia,
Should you ever come to Australia
But no BBQ spit,
On my cornu you'll sit
While to the wood I will nail ya
 
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