Lets write a Limerick, one line at a time.

[Ruthio]

Now Ruthio's left the thread
I too hate starting - that's my dread
It's ending for me that's tough
I'm so sorry mine wasn't enough! 😪

[Alex]

Now Ruthio's left the thread
I too hate starting - that's my dread
It's ending for me that's tough
I'm so sorry mine wasn't enough! 😪
Last line from me then off to bed.


There once was a slick man from Witney

[GrannyMac]

Now Ruthio's left the thread
I too hate starting - that's my dread
It's ending for me that's tough
I'm so sorry mine wasn't enough! 😪
Last line from me then off to bed.


There once was a slick man from Witney
Who boasted he had a chateau in Brittany

[Michael Rolls]

There once was a slick man from Witney
Who boasted he had a chateau in Brittany
But as his name was Brian

[GrannyMac]

There once was a slick man from Witney
Who boasted he had a chateau in Brittany
But as his name was Brian
He just might have been lying

[Michael Rolls]

There once was a slick man from Witney
Who boasted he had a chateau in Brittany
But as his name was Brian
He just might have been lying
Even though he repeated the litany


A penniless young man from Penzance

[Alex]

A penniless young man from Penzance
Hitched a lift over the water to France

[Scrumpy]

A penniless young man from Penzance
Hitched a lift over the water to France
He launched his dinghy in the rain today
 And waved to all those sailing the other way

[Alex]

A penniless young man from Penzance
Hitched a lift over the water to France
He launched his dinghy in the rain today
And waved to those sailing the other way
But the dinghy boys didn't give him a glance.

There was a young man from Beirut

[GrannyMac]

There was a young man from Beirut
Who said lemons were his favourite fruit

[Alex]

There was a young man from Beirut
Who said lemons were his favourite fruit
He picked a few ripe ones

[klondike]

There was a young man from Beirut
Who said lemons were his favourite fruit
He picked a few ripe ones
Which gave him the runs

[Alex]

There was a young man from Beirut
Who said lemons were his favourite fruit
He picked a few ripe ones
Which gave him the runs
So he got some Imodium from Boots

Mr Johnson was quick off the mark

[GrannyMac]

Mr Johnson was quick off the mark
At the 4am running club in his local park

[Scrumpy]

Mr Johnson was quick off the mark
At the 4am running club in his park
With Dylan and Brian hot on his heels