I hope you all had a good weekend. Here’s to a great week 😊
Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
GLOVE
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word STEAL in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
She’d some curves that were hard to conceal
And she offered to sell me a feel
Loneliness sucks
So I offered ten bucks
She said, “that’s not a sale, it’s a steal!”
“But Judge,” she began to appeal
“That bread I did not steal!”
The Judge shook his head
And then was heard said,
“Bread will now be your last meal!”
Sometimes it seems only too real
That I’ll only get rich if I steal.
Each breach of the laws
Advances my cause
Lending more weight to my deal.
Don’t steal my diamond ring!
It was a present from the King!
Camilla was haughty
She said he was naughty
But the thief ran away with the thing!
Robin Hood would steal from the rich,
To give to those folks who ain’t got a stitch.
Until, one day, he came a cropper,
A victim of the sherriff’s chopper.
His last words were clearly, “Ain’t life a bitch!”
If ever you hear ‘It’s a steal’
Said with a tad too much zeal;
Consider a second thought
Before this bargain is bought:
The seller may well be an eel.
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Some think there are kisses to steal,
And they can still cop a feel.
But believe such tripe
And they are ripe
For someone, their testes to kneel.
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Esther Chilton 
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