I hope you had a lovely weekend. It’s now time for a new limerick challenge. Your word this week is:
HOUSE
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word WORST in it somewhere. You came up with some very amusing limericks:
There once was a man from Pine Hurst,
Who’s piano playing is labelled the worst.
He pounds on the keys,
Even using his knees.
Till every eardrum in the place is burst.
One time I visited a house flood
It gushed through the door wood
What made it the worst?
It was from a frozen burst!
Water made a lake in the neighbourhood!
Joe wasn’t the last, he was first
To taste his wife’s homemade bratwurst
Afterwards he was sick
Described it in word “ick”
Couldn’t believe it was the worst!
She baked an awful pie
Although, she’d always try
Even her friends would run
When she’d offer them one
The worst! They could not lie.
He was woke. He was broke. He was cursed
By some demons who got to him first
Then a witch (maybe two)
Then that wizard who knew
That a wizard’s most likely the worst.
There once was a man who was cursed
Because his behavior was the worst
So the witch cursed his name
He then fell from fame
Now the curse will be lifted on the first.
They rehearsed and rehearsed and rehearsed
But the play seemed incurably cursed
Nothing went right
On opening night
And each subsequent night was the worst.
The Devil smiled: ‘I’m well versed
In the best of ways to leave you cursed.
I could make you a lifelong vegan,
Or a leading light in Team Meagan.
You choose: which is the worst?’
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
This poem may not be my best
It may not be as good as the rest
It’s not my first
And it may be my worst
But it’s mine; if you haven’t guessed.
I can’t think of anything worst,
Waiting for a boil on my backside to burst
I can’t sit still.
I feel so ill.
I do believe I’ve been cursed.
And now for a couple of excellent non-limericks on the prompt:
When the worst happens
it is never shared
perhaps because it makes no sense
to do a nice gesture with care
towards someone that never came
Listening to a song from a timid guy
is like trying to call his voice with denial hun
every time his talent comes near
all the worst comes out as sex appeal
he is the precious kind is never done
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Esther Chilton 
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