Here’s to a great new week! Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
BROKE
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word MESS in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
Do I really have to confess
That what I’ve made here is a mess?
I thought I was able
To read the damned label.
Is roast beef meant to effervesce?
My life has become such a mess
I’m just not over the stress
Of moving from one
To my brother’s (undone)
Hope there’s no more distress!
Our house is a wreck and a mess
Which causes a lot of distress
A hurricane blew
The building – right through
Very badly affected, I confess!
Oh, what a mess we’re in
When wrong seems right and good is sin
And Twitter controls
What everyone knows
Let’s toss the whole thing into the bin.
Clean, shiny mess tins are a must,
So, keep yours free of dirt and rust.
As a mirror to shave
For smooth soldiers brave.
Better, by far, than that naval brush!
There’s something I need to confess
I’ve got myself in an awful mess
In the family way
And ashamed to say
Who’s the daddy is anyone’s guess.
There once was a woman who thought
She could “shop” and never get caught
Her house was a mess
Full of ill-got excess
She never did learn what she aught.
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Esther Chilton 
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