Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –
PURSE
Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt last week was VOTE.
The last time I went out to vote
I tasted some bile in my throat
Seems each candidate
Wants the food off my plate
I might just as well get my coat.
Debate number one … what theatrics!
Diagnosed by the best Psychiatrics
Upon this sinking boat
It is soon time to vote
In a race between two geriatrics.
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I’ll be casting my vote on a hunch
Between two of the worst in the bunch
It’s all up in the air
On a wing and a prayer
I can’t cope. There’s no hope. Of free lunch.
When deciding which way to vote
Consider the words from their throat
If they have mad ideas
And raise up your fears
Don’t go for the one that’s a dolt!
Paul Mastaglio:
An idea I must float
So please take note
Because if you agree
It could bear fruit, you see
If only you would give me your vote.
There is a vote this year
Actually, it’s getting quite near!
With all that’s been
I hope we win
If not, I’ll shed many a tear.
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They say it’s majority rule
And a vote is the citizen tool
But when the the minority wins
And elects a man who sins
I feel I’ve been made a fool.
The creatures all gathered to vote
For Turtle, or Myrtle the goat.
Turtle said, “Taxes!”
Whilst Myrtle, “Relaxes!”
Votes counted, they ‘ppointed some oats.
Election time, the patriots vote
If they can parse ‘tween truth and gloat
Real issues often get lost in kerfuffle
Big promises, bigger egos tussle
We-the-people hold breath, hope to stay afloat.
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Esther Chilton 
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