A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
A girl with her head full of new tricksHas watched as her goals fell like red bricksHer lists are too longShe attempts things all wrongBut she has written 100 limericksYes! It’s true! This is my 100th limerick. To celebrate, I’m going to r…
Two sisters called Precious and PollyWere as fat as they’re smiles were jollyBut of late they’ve gown thinAnd have both lost their grinIt seems food was a friend and a folly
Fat mr. TiftTricked out his shoes with liftsHeight boonDropped his spoonToo great a rift.
An explorer known far as Sweet Pete,
Had been scrubbed from his head to his feet.
His host bathed him in oil,
And wrapped him in foil,
Still he wondered what cannibals eat.
Little Edward was never much funSaid his mom: “He’s the serious one.”He checks all the locksHe counts all his socksAnd each morning he wakes up the sun.I was thinking earlier this week of a person much like Little Edward. He is responsible t…
A lad who was weary of He pronounced him contentNo pecuniary bentSo I bid on his good will for free
Alison Susan SimoneHad a goal to be no more alone.Love wasn’t her aimJust a change in her name.Her initials are ridicule prone.
A meek hearted girl named DivineHad a day that the devil designedHer ups were all downsHer squares were all roundsBut if asked, she would tell you she’s fine
When Constance and Ernest were wedFolks knew they wouldn’t part until dead.It was shocking of courseAfter one month, divorce.She was fickle, and he lied people said.
A trite little phrase crossed her lipsugly words driven hard to leave ripsShe looked over her noseat the husband she choseand drank her own poison in sipsWouldn’t you love to know her? (sarcasm intended)Unfortunately not all limericks ar…