There’s a virus – they call it Corona It creates panic all the world over The shelves – they are bare No toilet paper to spare So we wipe our bum on whatever’s left over
Tag: humor
Limerick XVI
There was a young lad they called Murray A church-boy from a hilltop in Surrey He looked up at the spire Saw it was on fire And he ran out in one hell of a hurry
Limerick XV
An old lady turned one hundred and threeGood for her age although she couldn’t seeWe drank for good cheer(She had one for each year)Ending up under the table with me
Limerick XIV
I walked through the Pearly Gates leading to Heaven I’d reached the ripe old age of Eighty-Seven I said; Pete; I want my wife I would have kept my old life If I’d known I’d be bunking with my damn neighbour Kevin
Limerick XIII
There was a young man named BlewittWho stood on a hilltop in DruittHe measured its heightAnd said with delightIt’s not a hill – it’s a mountain – I knew it!
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 X
There was an old man named Ron He was as silly as others were strong He drank like a sink And fell in the drink – And when he woke he was wearing a thong
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 coughingBut it wasn’t the cough – ‘twas the coffinThey’d carry him offEnding the coughAnd ending a life in the offing
Limerick VII
I met a mate at the bar near my house(He was lucky his wife let him out)He drank like a sinkGave a young girl a winkThen she hit him and called him a louse
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