Limerick!

Is there any other form of poetry as fun as a limerick?  I think not!  Although.... maybe teenage break-up poetry, that’s mighty entertaining to read and snicker at, but otherwise, the Limerick wins the fun prize.

I was looking through some old pictures last weekend, trying to find a way to tie them together, and that’s when it hit me.  A limerick!  Perfect!  So…

There once was a lad in a skirt,

Who was little more than a wee squirt.

 

He twisted and swayed,

He danced and he played,

‘Til the squirt’s skirt began to invert.

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There once was a girl with blond hair

Whose wedding “do” we did prepare.

We took lots of pics

So we could re-fix,

(But we should have tied Jack to a chair).

~~~~~

There once were two kids at a fest

“Please! Candy Sand art!”  they professed.

Their bottles they filled

Then their tongues they did gild

Hope their dentist is not too distressed…

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Although he has many fine charms,

Have you seen my husband’s forearms?

They set him apart

They’re state of the art

They trip my internal alarms.

Oh. Yeah.