It’s the start of a new week and time for this week’s limerick challenge. Your word is:
FEAR
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word COOK in it somewhere. You came up with some cracking limericks:
I learned how to cook from TV,
It’s the way most appealing to me.
I once prepared haddock
A la mode Fanny Craddock
And we all had a Big Mac for tea!
Nicola Daly:
There once was a pirate with a talking pet rook
He could also throw a mean left hook
Fed up with living on stale bread
One day donned an apron and said
‘I think it’s time I learned how to cook.’
I knew a man once who could cook
Not even using a recipe book
His meals made me drool
But he took me for a fool
So I slayed him with just one look.
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
Cook me a meal for one
Don’t cook it for two
It’s for me; not you
I’ll give you whats left when I’m done.
Cooking the books was his plan
But misunderstood and made jam
Instead of a fraud guy
He had made account pie!
With flour, fruit and paper, a fan flan!
My dad thought he was a good cook
Proudly never looked in a book
He lost his pride
After the ride
To the hospital we all took.
My husband presumed I could cook.
I needed to get off the hook.
So on his last birthday ,
To his abject dismay,
I gave him a recipe book.
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Esther Chilton 
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