I hope you all had a good weekend. Here is this week’s limerick challenge for you. Your word is:
COOK
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word LYING in it somewhere. You came up with some amusing limericks:
Lying in bed’s not a choice,
You should make good use of your voice.
In good times or bad
No need to be sad,
Go out, have a drink, and rejoice!
Nicola Daly:
There once was a goat scared of flying
Said, ‘You’ll only think that I’m lying
If I said cos I’m a goat
I’d rather go by boat
And you’ll just assume I’m not trying.’
Lying around when you’re ill
Is boring, and then there’s the pill
It keeps you asleep
Lost in the abyss, deep
Getting up is no longer your will!
My neighbour is a terrible liar
He told me he’d joined a choir
But when he sings a note
He sounds like a goat
I hope his pants do catch fire!
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
Lying is part of the game
To keep all the people restrained
Just do what we say
Or you will all pay
For us; the rules aren’t the same.
You can see his lies from space
And they come out at such a pace
On crowd size he crows
And the multitude grows
His hot air could fuel windmills, a disgrace!
The new patio’s finally laid
A heavy price hubby has paid
I’m done with his lying
There’ll be no more lying
Oh shit I’ve got blood on the spade.
Joe always a secretive guy
Never ask, he’ll never say why
If he does, he’s lying
And always denying
Where he goes the month of July.
I keep on trying
To stop myself from lying.
I can’t tell the truth,
I never could in my youth .
Ended up always denying.
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Esther Chilton 
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