The Little Book of Rude Limericks

From the North of England…

A greedy young fellow from York
Was exceptionally fond of roast pork.
When he saw the dish come
He’d cry ‘Yummy, yum-yum!’
And excitedly flourish his fork.

to the South of France…

A cheerful young fellow named Trev
Went off for a romp in Lodève.
But he soon lost his smile
When he caught something vile
In a house of delight called Mon Rêve.

This little book of limericks – mostly naughty rather than downright rude (but there are exceptions!) – ranges far and wide. Open it and learn how a knight-errant with a lisp can still command respect; how ladies on the autoroute don’t give their favours away for free, and how tajine is really only a posh word for stew.

Patricia Feinberg Stoner has in her time been a journalist, copywriter and publicist. When writing for her own amusement her preference is for humour, with a particular fondness for comic verse and, especially, limericks. Her first book, ‘Paw Prints in the Butter’, is a collection of verses about cats, and is sold in aid of a West Sussex animal rescue charity. For four years Patricia and her husband were accidental expatriates in the south of France, after kidnapping a small brown and white dog, and her second book, ‘At Home in the Pays d’Oc’, is a humorous account of some of their adventures there. She now lives on the south coast of England where she runs a creative writing group, Arun Scribes. Patricia welcomes visitors to her Facebook Page, Paw Prints in the Butter, and to her blog www.paw-prints-in-the-butter.com. You can also occasionally find her on Twitter @perdisma.