When an elderly spinster named Jean
Called me a wicked old libertine.
My new friend Miss Hocking
Said, “I’ve lost my stocking.
And Jean, what is a libertine?”.
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K Morris - Poet 
Oh how I remember the days when we wore stockings! They bring back some memories. They were the most uncomfortable things in the world to wear but oh boy how they turned the boys on. I giggle when I think of stockings now. Great limerick Kevin.
Thank you, Lorraine. Your comment made me giggle! I’m pleased you enjoyed my limerick. Have a good Wednesday. All the best. Kevin