Wishing you all a happy new week. Here’s your weekly limerick challenge. Your new word is:
DINNER
Last week’s prompt was LAZY. You came up with some funny limericks:
The woman was feeling quite lazy
Cause the sky was cloudy and hazy
She took it too easy
Feeling light and breezy
Make sure everyone think she was crazy.
Bob was a lazy fellow
Known for his outrageous bellow
But when on the spot
He wasn’t so hot
Proving Lazy Bob was quite yellow.
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A lazy dog and brown fox
Typing instruction in a box
Each letter was there
To be typed with care
In hopes your fingers unlocks.
Nicola Daly:
Last night was all a bit crazy
And today I feel a bit lazy.
Did I jump over the moon
Playing the bassoon?
To be honest, it’s all a bit hazy!
I went out to pick a daisy
But I really was too lazy
I stepped out the door
And fell on the floor
Asleep and rather hazy!
Squirreljan:
Crazy, Lazy Daisy
There once was a sheepdog called Daisy
Who as a rescue was incredibly crazy
Lots of love, fun, and food
Certainly changed her mood
She’s now ten, and incredibly lazy.
Though he tried, he gave up before through,
all the stuff lazy folk wouldn’t do
and they told him that’s why
they don’t bother to try
since they’d stop just like he had done, too.
Twenty people on the job were lazy
The boss said they were crazy
So with a big cough
He laid them all off
Now things are fresh as a daisy.
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A lazy hound dog one day
Stayed in bed refusing to bay
But when a squirrel came to say hi
The Hound dog opened his eye
Then frolicking they ran off to play.
Some people laughed, call her lazy
It happened picking a daisy
She injured her back
Even heard it crack
She just lays now ‘cause life’s hazy.
There once was a cat oh so lazy,
Who lounged on a mat, quite hazy.
He’d nap every day,
In the sun’s golden ray,
And dreamed of a life sweet and crazy!
I’ve been accused of being lazy,
Though my memory is quite hazy,
I confess I’m a sleepy head
And once I fell out of bed
When the alarm clock went quite crazy!
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
Should I write a limerick that rhymes?
Like I’ve done before; many times
Or pick one pre-prepared
That I haven’t yet shared
Now is that lazy; or a way to save time?
Murray Clarke:
My memory of the girl is very hazy
I seem to remember her being quite lazy
Her hair was yellow and
Her mouth like petals
Oh yes! I remember the name – Daisy!
My darling young sister called Maisie,
Is so like our little dog, Daisy.
They sleep in the sun,
Till the chores are all done.
I think I’ll become that lazy.
Monday's start out slow, the coffee taking it's time
Giving me a chance to make up another new rhyme
It's a damn short story hitting thirty on the nose
I've overstepped the line my friends, it plainly shows
Since this is over thirty words, how long will it be?
Keep reading as I write my friends, headed to eternity
This diddy is now over, I've nothing more to say
I am being lazy, on this drunken Saint Paddy's day.
looks that kilt
split and leg
and skin
red mottle
and healing slow
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Esther Chilton 
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