Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –
FIGHT
Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt was GLUE:
My wife sent me out for some glue,
Where to buy it, I hadn’t a clue.
I walked past a pub,
Stepped into a club
And downed a hot toddy or two.
Paul Mastaglio:
I got stuck with the theme, glue,
Didn’t know what to do,
So I thought to myself,
There’s a book on that shelf,
That’ll probably give me a clue.
I’m trying to learn something new,
But I can’t remember what’s true?
I’m very confused
And a bit bemused
Need facts to stick in my mind, like glue!
There once was a girl named Sue
Who stuck to Bill like glue
When he asked why
She started to cry
“Because I love you!”
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There once was a boy named Sid
Who always wore a cool lid
It stayed on like glue
Even when the wind blew
So nobody saw the bald spot it hid
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There was a dog name Lucky
Who was very cute and plucky
’til he spilled the glue jar
And spread it near and far
Now he seems pretty yucky.
Ritu:
Little Pete didn’t know what to do
He found himself in a bit of a stew
His wig wouldn’t stick
Then he thought of a trick
And smothered his bald pate with glue.
There once was a woman named Sue
Who found she was in need of glue
When tape wouldn’t hold
She tried syrup; quite bold!
She knew not what else she could do!
There are those that have called her heinous
To detach, with one blow, her bloke’s penis.
But when later she threw it
So back he’d not glue it
Well, many have said, ‘What a genius.’
And Trent‘s in response to reading Geoff’s:
It sounds like Ms. Bobbitt
Who cut him to the size of a hobbit
And it is true
No stitches nor glue
Worked once into the street she did lob it.
July’s temps are getting hot
Fan of summer heat, I’m not
Love sunny sky’s cloudless blue
But sweat on skin feels like glue
If I melt away…please, forget-me-not.
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Esther Chilton 
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