Here’s to a great week! Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
DRIVE
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word DRAIN in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
If you want to be one of good cheer
You must drain a mug of great beer
If had with fine food
It’ll improve your mood
Or at least so I hear.
Down the plughole baby went!
Is that what the old saying meant?
I don’t think it’s true
For if it did do
The drain is too small and very bent!
Power in an RV can drain
Which is a bummer in the rain
Charging your battery
Will save your sanity
And you’ll be on the road again!
I will drain my mug she said with disdain
You can’t have any, you have no brain
I’ll drink it all up
You can’t have my cup
I’ll tell everyone that you are to blame.
In a gesture that’s hard to explain
Took my love for a walk in the rain
She slipped in the mud
With a terrible thud
Now my romance has gone down the drain.
–
I looked down and I gave her a shrug
Picked her up and I gave her a hug
“I despise you, you know
Now I’m wet, head to toe,”
She said. Now I feel like a mug.
Discard it and toss down the drain.
Repeat; that means do it again.
Accept that it’s fateful;
In time you’ll be grateful.
Now wash it, and please don’t complain.
I heard my plumber explain
To my wife, what was up with our drain:
‘You’ve a problem with feces
Which will only increase if
You let him go again and again (and again).
–
Some people will always complain
If having felt the need to strain
You’re in a bit of a rush
To drain with a flush
While people are still boarding the train.
I hired a plumber called Paul.
He fitted my pipes far too small.
So, when it did rain,
It flooded my drain
And flowed through my kitchen and hall.
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Esther Chilton 
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