Happy Monday! I hope you all had a good weekend.
Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
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Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word FIVE in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
On my right foot I have five toes
And one of them is giving me woes
I went for a walk to stay fit
Unfortunately a toe nail split
I’m trying to walk without my shoes!
Be home in five the man said
The woman rolled eyes in her head
She was used to the lies
And him she despised
So she promptly went right back to bed!
The story idea seemed absurd:
Just five, not a single other word
It must be done
Just for fun
And so some clever ideas were heard.
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I went to the reading of the will
Waiting for the payoff was a thrill
But when my name was read
My gift from the dead
Was a single five dollar bill.
Keith Channing:
The Limerick form’s still alive
Our efforts will make it survive
Some rhymes are no more,
They stop at line four
We keep going till we hit five!
‘Twas in nineteen-hundred and fifty-five,
That Lanny Boy began to thrive.
Naughty and bold
and ever so old;
It’s a wonder, to many, that he’s still alive.
Bea Goode was told at school to strive
‘To commit your life to the growth of the hive.’
But Bea told friends, ‘This is shitty.
I’ll buy a flat, move to the city.
And only work from nine to five.’
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Esther Chilton 
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