Julia Limerick Whore ❤️

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So, lemme spill—whore’s got layers, dude. Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were healers, midwives, badass chicks who knew herbs and shit. Church got mad, tho—called ‘em witches! Burned ‘em! D’oh! That pisses me off—why ya gotta ruin a good hustle? Makes me wanna punch a wall, but then I’d break my hand, and Marge’d yell. Ugh.

1. There Once Was a Man from Nantucket

The was an old whore from Azores. Whose cunt was all covered in sores. The dogs of the street. Wouldn't eat the green meat. That hung in festoons from her.

As I’m walkin’ back, I pass by the Treaty Stone. It’s a piece of history, and I can’t help but feel a bit proud. Limerick’s got character, ya know? It’s messy, it’s chaotic, but it’s home.

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