Lets write a Limerick, one line at a time.

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

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GrannyMac

There once was a young man from Rome
Who travelled a long way from home
While walking through Bicester
He met up with his sister
Who tidied his hair with a comb.

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A jigsaw fanatic, Denise
Its not how old you are, but how you are old. 💖

klondike

A jigsaw fanatic, Denise
Saw red when missing a piece

Michael Rolls

A jigsaw fanatic, Denise
Saw red when missing a piece
She looked high and low
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
[email protected]

klondike

A jigsaw fanatic, Denise
Saw red when missing a piece
She looked high and low
But gave up full of woe

Michael Rolls

A jigsaw fanatic, Denise
Saw red when missing a piece
She looked high and low
But gave up full of woe
And blames it all on her niece


A trevelling salesman from Chester
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
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GrannyMac

A travelling salesman from Chester
Liked to have a daily siesta
Its not how old you are, but how you are old. 💖

Michael Rolls

A travelling salesman from Chester
Liked to have a daily siesta
From noon until three
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
[email protected]

klondike


A travelling salesman from Chester
Liked to have a daily siesta
From noon until three
Then up for a pee

Michael Rolls

A travelling salesman from Chester
Liked to have a daily siesta
From noon until three
Then up for a pee
before heading away to Leicester


There was an old trooper from Duxford
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
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klondike

There was an old trooper from Duxford
Who marched all the way into Oxford

Michael Rolls

here was an old trooper from Duxford
Who marched all the way into Oxford
Which blistered his feet something awful
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
[email protected]

klondike

There was an old trooper from Duxford
Who marched all the way into Oxford
Which blistered his feet 
So they looked like raw meat

Michael Rolls

There was an old trooper from Duxford
Who marched all the way into Oxford
Which blistered his feet
So they looked like raw meat
So he soaked them in brine which was all he could afford


There once once was an honest MP
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
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klondike

There once once was an honest MP
Which may sound unlikely to thee

Michael Rolls

here once once was an honest MP
Which may sound unlikely to thee
But strange as it seems
Thank you for the days, the days you gave me
[email protected]