Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –
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Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt last week was FIFTY.
For a while, I believed my friend Trevor;
I thought I could go on for ever.
For years it felt nifty
To stop work at fifty
You did it? I wasn’t that clever.
They threw me a party at age fifty
Now the old girl’s nearing sixty
No party this year
Cause ‘Rona is here
I’ll just have to do something thrifty.
Fifty is the new thirty they say?
I don’t believe in that today!
My hair is getting greyer
And heavier on the weigher
And I don’t have the energy to play!
Paul Mastaglio:
To shower someone with praise
Is a wonderful craze
Make them feel great
And they could be your mate
Perhaps until the end of days.
I just bought fifty new books
I couldn’t resist the blurbs’ hooks!
But shelves are dear
And space is rare
So now they fill the crannies and nooks
Everyone knows a suave gent, called Dwight,
Who sees all things in black or in white,
He might well want to play
With fifty shades of grey,
Relax; and be not (quite so) uptight!
Ritu:
Young Gina was nearing fifty
And her age had made her more thrifty
Upcycling junk
Giving old things some funk
Her friends thought her quite nifty!
Linking People 2003:
SECOND puberty happens at fifty,
Youthfulness makes shifty.
Fifty fifty probability of toss,
No more remains for boss,
To take decisions with maturity!
Valerie Fish:
Whilst reading Fifty Shades of Grey
On your morning commute, you may
Turn fifty shades of red
At their antics in bed
It was never like that in my day!
I set sail for fifty degrees East
In search of the wise purple priest
I found him in Baku
Where he cooked me a stew
Sharing his knowledge: a huge feast.
You have to be rather nifty
When you reach the age of fifty
To play at being cool
While looking neither a fool
Nor more than a touch shifty.
Sharon Tingle:
Fifty ants marched along our gate
Carrying carcass bits fifty times their weight.
Rushed I indoor to end their work-day
But returned the can without a spray.
Such determination, I could not fumigate.
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Esther Chilton 
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