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Tag: rhyme
Limerick XVII
There once was an LGBTQ called TomWho had nothing to wear to the promIt’s gotta be redI’ll wear Bonnie’s instead(Oh was he chuffed when he put her dress on)
Flash from a rose
The petal falls from a rose – The furrowed brow ages A rift from the base – He considers life’s stages The flower matures – The mind turns to what’s been The petal tumbles to ground – If only he’d seen Its colour and scent – He awakes from a dream […]
By the window
I was standing by the window in the house that I called home Looking out upon my past embellished on my own My memory spoke clarity – preponderance of good Afresh – anew – the wind blew in experience of should I should – should not oh, time forgot the thunderclap […]
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 XI
There once was a fellow from SurreyWho said; it’s coming – oh shit, what a worryHe felt his butt take a turnAnd thunder and churnI better get to the loo in a hurry
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