There once was a man from Gangtok

So I find myself in Sikkim.

I've been volunteering in a school in Gangtok for over a week now. Last week I was asked if I could help the Hindi teacher write limericks in Hindi. He asked me to give an example of a limerick - I didn't know one clean one [who does!?]. The cleanest one I knew was:

'There once was a girl from Devises,
Who had breasts of varying sizes
The left one was small
And did nothing at all
But the right one was large and won prizes'

He looked confused. I quickly looked up a few clean ones on the Internet and we successfully managed to create a limerick in Hindi.

Well - it was a rainy lunch time today and, to be honest, Gangtok is a bit of a gift to limerick writers. Sikkim is more of a challenge...

Anyway, I thought I would share the fruits of a bored rainy lunch time in Gangtok with the world...

I'll get the cock one out the way first....

There once was a man from Gangtok
Who had the most glorious cock
But he hadn't a chicken
To lay eggs for his tiffin
For they’d flown with the rest of the flock

There once was a man from Gangtok
Who had knitted an excellent sock
He had made only one
It was thin and not long
So it put it instead on his foot

A dirty old git from Gangtok
Drank whiskey and piss as a shot
He said that it aids
In digesting decayed
Fecal matter, when served in a stock

An innocent girl from Gangtok
Was washing her clothes on a rock
While she bathed in the river
She started to shiver,
For she wore only shoes and a smock

A smutty old maid from Gangtok
Was fixated on picking the lock
To a cupboard which held
Lots of things, which to tell
Would bring shame and would probably shock

A knackered old donkey in Sikkim
Was accustomed to small children sitting
On his back while he rode
Up the road to the school
Which taught languages, weather permitting.

Three women who lived in Gangtok
Grew tired of their lives and forgot
That their duty in life
Was first mother then wife
Not as ping-pong girls paid in Bangkok

A young Buddhist monk from Gangtok
Was a Star Trek fan first, then a mock
Buddhist monk in the day
To get lunch – then not pray
But watch repeats of Spok

A nubile young pair from Gangtok
Had their orgasms set by a clock
Every tick of the spring
They would play with his thing
And remain locked in tantra ‘til tock

Well that’s more than enough for now. I welcome any suggestions or improvements. I’d like to see someone beat my Sikkim one…that nearly killed me.

Oh, I’m off to Darjeeling at the weekend and my Dad reminded me of this gem…

There was a young girl from Darjeeling
Who had a most curious feeling
She lay on her back
And opened her crack
And pissed all over the ceiling

Ta ta for now