Journo Pete was about to turn forty When he lost his job and with it the glory He came close to the brink Downed his sorrow in drink And when he came to his face told the story
Limerick XXVIII
Tag: fun
Limerick XXVII
The old man sat by the pier on the ground He sat there drinking all the year round One day with a grudge A stranger gave him a nudge And the old man fell in the water and drowned
Limerick XXVI
There once was a man they called Bates Who came to the movement a little too late The Commissar thought him a spy She gave no reason why And he was trudged off not knowing his fate
Limerick XVII
There once was an LGBTQ called Tom Who had nothing to wear to the prom It’s gotta be red I’ll wear Bonnie’s instead (Oh was he chuffed once he got her dress on)
Limerick XV
An old lady turned one hundred and three Good for her age although she couldn’t see We drank for good cheer (She had one for each year) Ending up under the table with me
Limerick XIII
There was a young man named Blewitt Who stood on a hilltop in Druitt He measured its height And said with delight It’s not a hill – it’s a mountain – I knew it! picture courtesy of https://www.intofilm.org/films/16055
Limerick XII
A man could be seen at the pier every morning Every day someone would notice him yawning Too early? one said The man’s eyes were still red Oh, it’s my wife – she just can’t stand my snoring
Limerick XI
There once was a fellow from Surrey Who said; it’s coming – oh shit, what a worry He felt his butt take a turn And thunder and churn I better get to the loo in a hurry
Limerick IX
I knew a conceited young woman named Pat Who had trouble describing her cat She’s big I suppose With a really long nose So like you then; a liar and fat
Limerick VIII
There was a young man who was coughing But it wasn’t the cough – ‘twas the coffin They’d carry him off Ending the cough And ending a life in the offing
