Lets write a Limerick, one line at a time.

[klondike]

Dear lady I was quite the saint
Of misbehaviour there was no taint
But we've only got your word for that
What you did when you were a sprat
Do I sense doubt? Now I feel faint.

[Mups]

Nah, I'm sure you were always good
And doing only things that you should
But did it last -
Or was that in the past? 
Bet you were naughty when you could. 

*  *  *

A young lad name of Lee
Decided to run off to Sea

[Scrumpy]

A young lad name of Lee
Decided to run off to sea
He packed T-shirt and phone
Crept away from his home
But his mum called him back for his tea

[GrannyMac]

Lee's sister had already gone
She thought she could go it alone 

[Scrumpy]

Lee's sister had already gone
She thought she could go it alone
But after she'd paid for her digs
And a couple of packets of cigs

[klondike]

Lee's sister had already gone
She thought she could go it alone
But after she'd paid for her digs
And a couple of packets of cigs
She gave mum a call on the phone

[Mups]

My dog always wants a big cuddle
Even when I'm in a bit of a muddle
But I have things to do
Plus I want to go loo
And she's all wet 'cos she jumped in a puddle.  

*   *   *

[Mups]

Bob's braces snapped with a 'Ping' 

[klondike]

Bob's braces snapped with a 'Ping'
He rummaged around for a length of string

[Ruthio]

Bob's braces snapped with a 'Ping'
He rummaged around for a length of string
But string looked daft 

[klondike]

Bob's braces snapped with a 'Ping'
He rummaged around for a length of string
But string looked daft
And he still felt a draught

[Mups]

Bob's braces snapped with a 'Ping'
He rummaged around for a length of string
But string looked daft
And he still felt a draught 
So he let them go and just let it swing  

*  *  *  *

This Christmas will we have snow?
Said Edith to her mate Flo

[klondike]

This Christmas will we have snow?
Said Edith to her mate Flo
You could write and ask that nice Michael fish

[Ruthio]

This Christmas will we have snow?
Said Edith to her mate Flo
You could write and ask that nice Michael fish
He might grant your wish!

[Mups]

This Christmas will we have snow?
Said Edith to her mate Flo
You could write and ask that nice Michael fish
He might grant your wish!
Try it,  else you will never know.

*   *   *  

What rubbish there is on TV
Think I'll read my book, said Lee