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Limerick For A Friday Night

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I once dated an overweight girl.
She was cute and her first name was Shirl.
When we tried to make love
after push and much shove
she kept saying let's give it a whirl.

But the distance from me to her core
was extensive, and things did get sore.
So we had to abort
'cause he WAS way too short

yet she asked me try a bit more.
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