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Sorry sweet pete

There was this sweet pea I met
And no one so sweet I would bet
He comes here at noon
And flies me to the moon
And I hope to see him soon

You might think he is mushy
But I think he’s kind of blushy
When to the thicket he will go
But oh no, oh no
I find him there with Jo


hugs from Cia

I had this weirdest dream
And it may to you seem
Kind of pathetic
But I let Heretic
Rule the world without Critic


okay guys, please stop me now!

Cia

Tom, you may quote Brecht but how about this.....

So marched the Roman legion

SO MARCHED THE ROMAN LEGION
STRAIGHT DOWN WATLING STREET.
FOR MILES AROVND
THE ONLY SOVND
WAS THE TRAMP OF ROMAN FEET.

THEY WERE MARCHING ON LONDINIVM
TO PVT DOWN A REVOLT
BY BRITISH YOBS
AND BRITISH SLOBS,
ALL DRVNK ON HOPS AND MALT.

BVT WAITING IN LONDINIVM
WAS A LADY CHARIOTEER
WITH BLADES OF STEEL
STICKING OVT EACH WHEEL
AND HER NAME WAS BOVDICCA.

HER CHARIOTS CHARGED THE ROMANS,
WHO RAN AWAY IN FEAR,
SO THE BRITISH YOBS
AND THE BRITISH SLOBS
ALL WENT BACK ON THE BEER.

Spike.

There was a young lady called Cia
who posted a poem right here
she talked about peas
swimming over the seas
but the peas became mushy I fear


Pete
(sorry Cia... I had to use your name to make it rhyme )

There was a wise owl called Witty
who penned many a verse and a ditty
we all read his rhymes
(better than reading 'The Times'
which everyone knows is quite good really)

Pete
(Sorry Witty.. I had to use your name to make it rhyme )

Thanks to Pete and to Witty and cia
who delight us with verse and good cheer
Their limerical gift
Gives our mood a great lift
But who will begin with some Lear?

Tom..if I forget thee


There was a young man called our Tom
who wrote with such poise and aplomb
He mentioned GG
and my matrimony
and now she's gone home to her mom.


(only jesting )

Pete
(sorry Tom.. I had to use your name to it rhyme )

I think I need to lie down now.

tom-

How did you resist throwing in the obvious "gnu" ?!?
Very funny and not at all lame (like mine!).

Great to see all these funny rhymes!

I think i am missing the 'limerick gene' or just plain lack the talent

I am falling up or down or sideways into Haiku!!

~~~~~~~~~

Come, note my Haiku!
Lim'ricks hum a looney tune
I hear but can't play
~~

Funny lim'ricks wrote:
Divas, Cleavers, Sestinas...
Can one be made sad?

L

There was this young lass called Laurie
And she wanted something sad I ‘m sorry
So to cheer her up
I lift my cup
And crawl back into the tub

oh dear, now could someone please pull the break!

hugs as always, Cia

Cia tries to help
Sad lim'rick alludes capture
Laurie sad, not young

I’m so very late
on thin ice I skate
you kept me from bathing
‘cos here I am laughing

I can’t get to the telly
and I’m very smelly
the music can wait
I can’t resist your bait

My bed is calling
off my chair I’m falling
Spike I’ve loved half my life
and now I’ve found him here and this doesn’t rhyme but I don’t know how to end it

Once Byron showed signs
of sharing my times
but now he’s too busy
with lizzy

We’ll share Kadir
he’s sweeter than beer
and Paula is lovely on line
her humour is really fine

With you, Cia, wherever we meet
I’ll share my pirate, even my fleet
and I’ll share my gin & my ciggies too
we can have lots of fun on our brooms at the zoo

But under the lamplight is my Pete
you’ll have to drag me away by the feet
‘cos I won’t give up being alone in our thicket
you can go jump … over the picket.

AAAAAAAAAAUUUGGHHHHH

I didn't write that.....
I didn't......
I didn't......

It was Cooking Fat......
crawling over the keyboard.......

Antigonish

As I was walking up the stair
I met a man who wasn't there!
He wasn't there again today!
I wish, I wish he'd stay away!

Hughes Mearns

LaurieAK wrote:tom-

How did you resist throwing in the obvious "gnu" ?!?

Laurie, I have to
tell the only reason why
i did not use "gnu":

in my mind the gnu
always is related to
Hilaire Belloc's G...


G

stands for Gnu, whose weapons of Defence
Are long, sharp, curling Horns, and Common-Sense.
To these he adds a Name so short and strong
That even Hardy Boers pronounce it wrong.
How often on a bright Autumnal day
The Pious people of Pretoria say,
'Come let us hunt the - -' Then no more is heard
But sounds of Strong Men struggling with a word.
Meanwhile, the distant Gnu with grateful eyes
Observes his opportunity, and flies.

Sorry, Jo, I had to post this in spite of the outdated references to South African History

tom

jo wrote:

I didn't write that.....
I didn't......
I didn't......

It was Cooking Fat......
crawling over the keyboard.......

Well Jo, you have some very talented cooking fat!!

~~tom-

gnow gthat's a ggreat gnu gpoem

i thought for sure Ogden Nash would have a gnu gpoem...but it seems that is one animal he gforgot...gL