Limerick

My friend Amber (who comments occasionally as Bubbles) and I wrote a Limerick while talking on MSN messenger. I started it with one line, then she had to make up a line that rhymed, and so on and so forth. Just a little silly fun. Here is what we got:

There once was a man with a limp,
Who talked so bad he was a gimp.
He decided to become a pimp
Now we just call him an imp.
The girls he hired were hot.
They would go down on you on the spot.
It turned out that girls they were not.
So now we all go smoke pot.