Lets write a Limerick, one line at a time.

[GrannyMac]

He was a big lad, liked his grub
Spent many evenings down the pub
But Val could cook, she had that skill
So into his grub she popped a little blue pill
A big surprise! It made him blub 😭 

'You've really turned me on' he said
'It's like I've risen from the dead'

[Scrumpy]

'You've really turned me on' he said
'It's like I've risen from the dead'
'Come here Val- I feel right grand'
  Val replied  'It's all in hand'
So they had Rumpy Pumpy in the bed

[klondike]

Gosh these are getting lewd
We'll have complaints they are too rude
Of course that is following tradition
To keep them clean would be sedition

[Mups]

Gosh these are getting lewd
We'll have complaints they are too rude
Of course that is following tradition
To keep them clean would be sedition 
Now off I go, to get some food.

[Scrumpy]

I blame GrannyMac 
She started all of that 
Talking of 'risen from the dead'
Being 'turned on ' was what she said

[GrannyMac]

I blame GrannyMac
She started all of that
Talking of 'risen from the dead'
Being 'turned on ' was what she said
I didn't start it, give up with the chat!

Twas Mups who mentioned the blue pill
I didn't think it was because he was ill
It wasn't to stop him getting fat
I knew what she was getting at 😉
It was to put some life in poor old Bill 😁

Perhaps we need to tame these rhymes
Keep them innocent for some time
Talk about knitting, pets or food
Nothing raunchy, rude or lewd

[klondike]

Perhaps we need to tame these rhymes
Keep them innocent for some time
Talk about knitting, pets or food
Nothing raunchy, rude or lewd
I'll give those a miss and watch Amazon Prime

I always heed what the warnings say
If there are none I just think nay 

[Scrumpy]

I always heed what the warnings say
If there are none I think nay 
Warning ! Men At Work it states
Drinking tea with their mates

[Mups]

I always heed what the warnings say
If there are none I think nay 
Warning ! Men At Work it states
Drinking tea with their mates 
But still expecting plenty of pay!


One  dull old Sunday in May
Nel listened to what the Vicar had to say

[klondike]

One  dull old Sunday in May
Nel listened to what the Vicar had to say
Fire and brimstone was his style
He could keep it up for quite a while

[Mups]

One  dull old Sunday in May
Nel listened to what the Vicar had to say
Fire and brimstone was his style
He could keep it up for quite a while
Then rattled his plate for her to pay.


On the way home she stopped to chat
With a funny old man in a big red hat

[Scrumpy]

On the way home she stopped to chat 
With a funny old man in a big red hat
It wasn't Santa, he'd long gone
Maybe a wizard with a magic wand

[Mups]

On the way home she stopped to chat 
With a funny old man in a big red hat
It wasn't Santa, he'd long gone
Maybe a wizard with a magic wand 
He said he was Irish, and his name was Pat.


Then all of a sudden there was a smell
And it was Pat,  brewing a spell

[klondike]

Then all of a sudden there was a smell
And it was Pat,  brewing a spell
Well brewing a spell is what he said
But the pong was enough to wake the dead

[Mups]

Then all of a sudden there was a smell
And it was Pat,  brewing a spell
Well brewing a spell is what he said
But the pong was enough to wake the dead
And Nel's conversation it did quell.


Nel sat on a bench to escape the vapour
But then she spotted some crinkled paper
She picked it up and read what it is said
And it was a  love letter from May to Ted