Felicitations to Mr. Ty Norton, long may he reign. In anticipation of his impending birthday I grew well and truly schnockered, which resulted in an outpouring of limerick filth, herein disclosed for your benefit. Enjoy!

A young lad named A. Arnold Auger,
Favored copious foam on his lager.
To the barmaid he said,
“Give me plenty of head,”
So she beat his face with a flogger.

I once heard Ty say, over beer,
“To me it is perfectly clear.
The more beer you drink,
The better you think!”
And then he fell flat on his rear.

There was an old farmer named Lear,
Who possessed a fine cow that gave beer.
Budweiser or Schlitz,
Could be tapped from her tits,
And pretzels came out of her rear.

There was a young fellow named Perkin
And Ty caught him jerkin his gherkin
So Ty said to Perkin,
"Stop touchin your gherkin.
Your gherkin's fer ferkin not jerkin!"

A right randy panda named Reeves
Put his face between a whore's knees
When she asked for her money
He said "Listen honey,
A panda eats bushes and leaves."

I once saw Ty in a beanie
Pouring some gin on his weeny
Then just to be couth
He added vermouth
So his wife could enjoy a martini.

A bear on the throne asked a rabbit
"Does shit stick to your fur as a habit?"
"No way," said the hare,
"Or at least its quite rare."
So the bear wiped his ass with the rabbit.