Let’s get your Monday going with a new limerick challenge. Your word this week is:
OLDER
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word TASTE in it somewhere. You came up with some amusing limericks:
There once was an ornery lad
Who had no taste but bad
So over the top
You wish he’d stop!
His sick fashion drove everyone mad.
Tomorrow my clients will taste
A new type of savoury paste.
Some folk may not wish
To know that the fish
Evolved in municipal waste!
It’s a dilemma that has to be faced
As it’s more than a question of taste:
Is marmite a dish
That’s truly delish
Or just a grotesque faecal paste.
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
Give me a taste of fame
Then I’ll decide if it’s lame
Tell you what I think
With a cheeky wink
About my short taste of fame.
I ran to the chip shop in haste
I didn’t want the fish to go to waste
It was almost closing time
But still I waited in line
Truly, their Hake really has a great taste!
My one pet hate is waste,
Leftovers I fry ,boil or baste.
A pudding of milk gone sour,
I just couldn’t devour.
Had a taste of wallpaper paste.
There once was a gal with good taste
She loved shirts fitted to her waist
Until she got fat
What to do about that?
Buy colorful mumus with haste!
The audience sat simply aghast
At his jokes, too blue to broadcast
In very poor taste
Kicked out in disgrace
The comic’s first gig, and his last.
Linking People 2003:
Once there was a nasogastric tube in a haste,
Through the nose, it did callously bypass taste!
The sly tongue did spy,
Spat the bad, craved the fry,
For good taste in the mouth is embraced!
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Esther Chilton 
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