Hello, everyone! I hope you had a great weekend.
Here’s your new limerick challenge:
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Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word SNEAK in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
Sometimes the best thing is to sneak;
Not fearfully, however bleak.
Each year it gets harder
Attacking the larder
Knowing soon you’ll have need of a leak!
There once was a sneak who picked pockets
He’d snatch and take off like a rocket
But once he was caught
And the man was so fraught
He got smacked right in the eye socket!
Deciding to go for a peak
Suella decided to sneak
Into the gallery
Of artist, Mallory
What she saw there? She won’t speak!
The world can be jolly bleak
If your brother turns into a sneak.
But I’ve been told
Revenge, served cold
Will make the little ratbag squeak.
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When Godiva decided to streak,
She said, ‘No one should sneak a peek.’
But she caught one reporter
Doing what he didn’t oughter
Accusing him of a bare-faced cheek.
There was a young scholar called Snook
Who’d often sneak off for a look.
By nature quite curious,
His parents were furious,
Till his travels produced a good book.
There are those who will call me a freak
Because of the way that I sneak,
Into gardens at night,
Oh, it is such a sight,
With my nose up a rose I can’t speak!
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Esther Chilton 
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