There were listeners outside in the night They were full of wickedness and spite They went into the pub To stoke up on grub And got into a barroom fight!
Art is proud of his new toupee And so is his fiancee They must both be blind... Two of a kind! -------------------------------------- Art is proud of his new toupee Keeps it tidy with blue hair spray He looks like Marge Simpson... (At least it's not crimson)
Art is proud of his new toupee And so is his fiancee They must both be blind... Two of a kind! With locks that are so very droopy -------------------------------------- Art is proud of his new toupee Keeps it tidy with blue hair spray He looks like Marge Simpson... (At least it's not crimson) But I wish that he'd just go away
There's bubblegum stuck in my hair 'Cos my friends were playing unfair I was chewing them out Till we were fetched a clout And propelled to the naughty stair
There once was a man from Calcutta Whose gait was more of a strut a Being so fleet of foot And not wanting to stay put "Keep moving!" the last words he uttered.
I got lost in the fog on the moor when grabbed by the arm with a claw I screamed out in fear He said, "Calm down, my dear It's only your mother-in-law!"
I got jailed for disturbing the peace It had something to do with two geese There were loud honks and hoots About taking wrong routes So someone called the police!
A mortician lost his way to the grave Turned his hearse on a road that's unpaved The body fell out Dead guy gave a yelp And, so, one more life was saved!
That is very interesting about accents because, as I've read through the past limericks, I've also noticed a lack of apparent rhyming due to people's locations. I was wondering just recently about "moor" and "claw," which don't rhyme to me and many others on previous posts.
But you are right, indeed! "Yelp" and "out" do sort of rhyme here! Too funny. lol
I could revise the limerick, though:
A mortician lost his way to the grave Turned his hearse on a road that's unpaved The body fell out Dead guy gave a shout And, so, one more life was saved!
Each person posts one line of a limerick.
(5 lines in total, rhyme a, rhyme a, rhyme b, rhyme b, rhyme a)
So here goes...
One day I thought I could fly,