To call this a 'Dirty Limerick' would be an oxymoron. April's OK with it though; she's of Irish decent.
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I'm in love with Miss April O'neil
It's so hard to confess how I feel
Died, my stuttering plea
When she said she loved ME!
Our hot lips, trembling, sealed the deal
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She was eager to get to 'The Task'
Quickly removing my purple mask
As she undid her bra
Dropped, my salivating jaw
In her nude glory, she would soon bask
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My heart skipped at her sudden confusion
By her thigh, wasn't just an illusion
Who would think our first kiss
Could provoke such a tryst
As she took in my massive protrusion
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She worried I'd give her tics or rabies
Demanding all 'nos' and no 'maybes'
I cried out, "I am clean!"
She said, "Don, I'm your queen,
And I want to have your mutant babies."
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Little hybrids, we 'hatched' nine months later
April's love and my babes filled the crater
Red hair, green faces gay,
It felt like Christmas day
Our happiness could not get much greater!
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Fin
A/N: What the heck was I thinking! X))