Happy Monday! I hope you all had a good weekend.
Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
BARK
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word DRIVE in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
On Sunday last we went for a drive
We made good time, and soon did arrive
At a lovely city
It was so pretty
Then set back home at five to five.
Twenty one when she learned how to drive
Had a kid when she turned twenty-five
Driving too fast
She surely would crash
It’s a wonder that she’s still alive!
Does this feel like being alive,
Replaying last Thursday’s whist drive?
I want to destroy
Vicarious joy
Except with a doggy called Clive!
When asked why he’d demolished his hive
The bee said, ‘I was told I needed more drive.
It wasn’t for money
Nor extra honey.
I was stung, more dead than alive.’
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‘It’s easy,’ said murderer Clive,
‘Once my victims are no longer alive.
I grind them to mincemeat,
Cover them in concrete
And roll them flat, as part of my drive.’
There once was a dull assistant
Who was very inconsistent
She took a long drive
And drove to a dive
Now the help is nonexistent.
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Esther Chilton 
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