Happy new week! Here’s to a good one. I have a fresh limerick challenge for you. Your word this week is:
HAND
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word SWIM in it somewhere. You came up with some hilarious limericks:
Nicola Daly:
There once was a camel called Clive
Who fancied going on a scuba dive
‘I’ll admit it’s a whim
As I don’t know how to swim
But it’s gotta be easier than counting past five!’
A man never knew how to swim
His friend threw him in on a whim
The man flailed around
Eventually, he drowned
Now his friend’s life is so very grim.
I got in the pool to swim
Enjoying the water so thin
Splishing and splashing
Diving and crashing
Rotating, making myself spin!
Jane felt so fit and so slim
In bikini so taut and so trim
She leapt off the boat
And when failing to float
Remembered that she couldn’t swim.
Everyone liked going to swim
Everyone of course except Jim
The thought made him frown
Because he once drowned
Now it’s inner-tube time for him.
Jim’s plans to get himself trim
Involved a colonic and swim
But, as everyone knew,
When the pool filled with poo,
He was keen if irredeemably dim.
A limerick centred on swim
Makes me want to go out on a limb.
Should I mention a whale?
A depth scale in braille?
Or admit that it’s all rather grim?
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
I went for a swim on a whim
It occurred to me
As I sank in the sea
That I never learnt how to swim.
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Esther Chilton 
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