Lets write a Limerick, one line at a time.

Started by GrannyMac, March 18, 2023, 06:20:51 AM

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Alex

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There once was a jolly old buffer
Whose life couldnt be any tougher
but despite all of that
He went on to breed cats

Diasi


Whose life couldnt be any tougher
but despite all of that
We went on to breed cats
Who always sat on the mats.
Make every day count, each day is precious.
"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal".  (Cassandra)
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Alex

There once was a jolly old buffer
Whose life couldnt be any tougher
But despite all of that
He went on to breed cats
Not bad for a grumpy old duffer.

There once was a cyclist from London

Michael Rolls

There once was a cyclist from London
Who had problems getting his shorts on
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
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klondike

There once was a cyclist from London
Who had problems getting his shorts on
Tug as he might

Alex

There once was a cyclist from London
Who had problems getting his shorts on
Tug as he might
They were just too tight

Michael Rolls

There once was a cyclist from London
Who had problems getting his shorts on
Tug as he might
They were just too tight
So he just gave up an put trews on

there was a tall person from Louth
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
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Alex

There was a tall person from Louth
Who went on a coach trip down south

klondike

There was a tall person from Louth
Who went on a coach trip down south
His legroom was bad

GrannyMac

There was a tall person from Louth
Who went on a coach trip down south
His legroom was bad
The cramp drove him mad

Its not how old you are, but how you are old. 💖

Michael Rolls

There was a tall person from Louth
Who went on a coach trip down south
His legroom was bad
The cramp drove him mad
and he bit the inside of his mouth

There once was a very keen copper
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
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Alex

There once was a very keen copper
Whose truncheon was an absolute whopper

Diasi

There once was a very keen copper
Whose truncheon was an absolute whopper
He'd often get it out
Make every day count, each day is precious.
"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal".  (Cassandra)
[email protected]

klondike

There once was a very keen copper
Whose truncheon was an absolute whopper
He'd often get it out
And give anyone a clout

Alex

There once was a very keen copper
Whose truncheon was an absolute whopper
He'd often get it out
And give anyone a clout
That action of course deemed improper

There was an old man from Crewe