Laughing Along With A Limerick

Happy Monday! We’re really counting down the days now. I hope it’s all coming together and you’re almost ready for the big day.

Here’s your new limerick challenge:

HOLLY

Last week’s prompt was SLEIGH. You came up with great Christmas limericks:

HopeLess:

There once was a sleigh in the snow

That raced through the night with a glow

It jingled and spun

Over hills, having fun

And landed where children like to go!

Frank Hubeny:

It’s away in a sleigh we will go

though it’s warm and there isn’t much snow.

In fact, it’s quite hot

and the reindeer are not

really reindeer. Oh, well. Here we go!

Kim Smyth:

I saw Red One and oh what a sleigh

Santa could get anywhere in just half a day

Turbo speed boosted

Led by glowing deer’s heads

His mighty warriors knew just who to slay!

And one on last week’s CANDY prompt:

Candy is dandy and my favorite is;

Chocolate, sours, and candies that fizz.

Fireballs are spicy

And suckers last long

Nevermind, I guess I just failed the quiz.

The Limerick Guy:

This special mode of transportation

Is a Christmas time sensation.

Jingling bells and Rudolph’s nose –

Songs every child knows –

The Sleigh’s been song writing inspiration.

Richmond Road:

Mrs Claus said to Santa one day

Won’t you give me a ride in your sleigh?

We’ll just take it slow

As we slide through the snow

On our way to a roll in the hay.

Said Santa back, heaven knows,

It will be tricky in these winter clothes

The issue, you see

Will be our privacy

In the glow of that reindeer’s red nose.

Sillyfrog’s Blog:

Brush Those Snowflakes Off

Santa was almost done packing his sleigh

When skeptic protests claimed he must deliver ‘by day’.

Said it would ‘look’ more “fair”!

Seems they were quite unaware

That Sacred Traditions ‘brush off’ dumb stuff ‘snowflakes’ say.

Cathy Cade:

There was a young lassie called Flo,

wrote her letter and then watched it go

up the chimney to Santa.

Her wish he would grant her

for a sleigh. All she needs now is snow.

Graeme Sandford:

Sleigh rides are not for the meek,

they are best for those with physique;

at 60 M.P.H

without any braketh,

it could be the last ride you ever seek.

The Bag Lady:

Joe and his mother Elaine May

Loved to celebrate holidays

It was Christmas time

The slick snow was prime

Got horses and jumped in the sleigh.

Susan Batten:

Santa’s sleigh is now sporting an “L”

for his son is the driver from hell,

He will go any speed,

makes the reindeer take heed

by untiringly ringing the bell.

They say Santa is bringing his sleigh

and delivering gifts on the way.

He’s got Amazon beat,

which must be quite a feat!

When he does his accounts, will it pay?

Santa said he would like to upgrade,

had enough of naff music from Slade,

wanted new Christmas tunes,

GPS with no runes,

and, for once in his life, to get paid.

John W. Howell:

There once was a man from Bombay

Who wanted to play Santa one day.

He packed a big bag,

but his smile it did sag.

Still no snow to help move the sleigh.

Christine Mallaband-Brown:

When we got into the time sleigh

It then jumped back a full day

That’s the reason

In this cold season

Santa can be everywhere, hooray!

Scrambled, Not Fried:

Fair Warning

The sleigh’s his delivery device
bringing toys to the kids that are nice
but he shits in the hats
of the naughtiest brats
and leaves them this note of advice:

“Peace on Earth is not just a game.
Please remember we’re all just the same
If we can’t become friends,
then our planet Earth ends…
No more Christmas? Oh, what a shame.


So shape up, you unruly masses.
Smoke a peace pipe (or maybe clink glasses).
But whatever you do,
change your ways or you’re through…
Don’t make me sleigh back, kicking asses”

Murray Clarke:

In spite of the weather being particularly grey,

What fun it is to ride in an open sleigh!

Santa’s horses are white – a sheer delight.

Flying like a kite is frankly alright,

But NOT wearing a seatbelt is somewhat risqué!

Pensitivity101:

It was time to get out the sleigh,

And Santa looked at it with dismay,

The runners were worn

The Christmas sacks torn

And the repair shop closed all day!

Dawgy Daddy Responds:

This holiday season I find myself once again
Wishing you happiness with pc keys, not a pen
Trying to keep busy with nothing more to do
I answer prompts and write diddy’s for you
While waiting to visit Las Vegas, the city of sin

As this challenge slowly continues to unfold
I think about Aberdeen and how it’s so cold
Winter has me thinking of oahu’s warm sand
As I pour another bag of ice melt in this pan
Sometimes I think my posts are getting old

Di made it tough today offering the word pin
But it makes for a great challenge once again
And let’s not forget Esther’s fun challenge today
Dreams of Santa Claus and his gift filled sleigh
Reminds us to leave cookies & milk out in the den

Pete Springer:

When the horse said neigh,

I got out of the way.

No need to upset the old nag,

So I waved the white flag.

No need to ruin my day.

Squirreljan:

Grumpy Rudolph had to pull the sleigh

Even though he yearned to disobey

That bossy Santa Claus

And rest his hoofs indoors

Nose flashing, he sped to Christmas Day.

Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:

Whilst out on his sleigh christmas eve

A text Santa Claus did receive

It said hurry back

To get the sack

You left here in your hurry to leave.

John McGuiggan:

The children will not see me

But they’ll know that I passed by

For I drank that glass of sherry Gave their carrots to my reindeer and scoffed that nice mince pie

They might hear my sleigh bells ringing and think it’s all a dream

But when they wake and see the toys

I leave for all the girls and boys

they’ll know that I have been

I drank a little sherry or two

And at the next house another one too

There was brandy at the big house

And lots of mince pies

I got a little tipsy as I rode across the skies

I got stopped

by the snow cops

It only took a minute

I’m in jail now

for driving a sleigh

well above the limit.

Rall:

santa’s sleigh
was painted bright purple
mrs claus said you look like crepe myrtle
you’ll scare the kiddies with colours so lush
i really think it’s all a bit much
prancer and dancer are already out of control
a purple sleigh will make them rock and roll

Josie Holford:

“You sleigh me,” the homonym said,

“With puns that are witty, widespread.

Your wordplay’s so fine,

It’s simply divine –

I’m killed, though no blood has been shed.”

A reindeer said, “Boss, I must slay!” 

But Santa said, “No, you must sleigh – 

There’s quite a distinction: 

One leads to extinction, 

The other delivers all day!”

Priorhouse Blog:

Bored with his BMW, he gave it away,

I accepted, to mostly drive on Sunday;

And when the turbos would roar,

You could feel lift as we’d soar,

Like reindeer… lifting Santa’s sleigh.

Teleportingweena:

Santa says “Hey hey hey – load up the sleigh

It’s Christmas Eve, we must be on our way”

But the elves just snickered

While the candles flickered

“You’re a week early – today’s the wrong day!”

Santa is old and confused

The elves are highly amused

But he said, “Okay, I’ll polish the sleigh

It’s just a short delay

I’ll have time for eggnog with booze.”

Poetisinta:

Santa’s Trip

Santa’s sleigh took a curious spin,

When his GPS led him straight to a bin

He looked at the debris,

The spied a Christmas tree

So he parked up and slugged back a bottle of gin!

Therapy Bits:

Santa’s Sleigh

There once was a sleigh flown by Santa each night,

With reindeer who sparkled and soared out of sight.

It whooshed through the sky,

With a Ho! Ho! passing by,

Leaving laughter and gifts by the light of moonlight.

The Elephant’s Trunk:

Santa Magic

‘Twas on a brisk winter day,

When Santa hopped onto his sleigh.

With reindeer in flight,

He dashed through the night,

Spreading joy on his magical way.

Mark Fraidenburg:

Christmas Chaos

There once was a sleigh with a tire

(A mod that no one would admire)

It ran over Fred

and left him quite dead

It’s Now time for Saint Nick to retire.

Annette Rochelle Aben:

Tail Wind

Despite a rather drab existence day to day

The jolly man in red was often heard to say

He didn’t mind the smell of reindeer poop

If he could support smiles that might otherwise droop

For more than anything else, sadness, he was born to sleigh.

Treehugger:

As I sat on my sleigh,

Eager to be on my way.

No Comet or Cupid.

I looked puzzled and stupid,

As I heard the donkey bray. 

Utahan15:

sleigh brought him to us our way

slay the hate

assauge ease

and thus improve your fate!

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38 responses to “Laughing Along With A Limerick”

  1. […] Laughing Along With A Limerick – Esther Chilton […]

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  2. holly h oly

    hugh cannot be neil

    and as for kate

    her shrew

    needs a few

    more sic

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  3. Holly and ivy aplenty
    Orange with cloves is quite scenty
    Light from a star!
    Let’s just say we are
    Yule season’s top cognoscenti!

    I awoke with much stretching and yawning,
    At the point when the day was just dawning.
    I tousled my hair,
    But don’t really care:
    We’re going to France in the morning!

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    1. Love both of these! Happy Christmas, Keith. Have a wonderful time.

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      1. Thanks, Esther. I hope you have a great Christmas, too.
        🎄🤶

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  4. With the holly and ivy we go.
    Grab a kiss under sweet mistletoe.
    But is mistletoe sweet?
    Well, the rhyme was no cheat.
    May that kiss bring you bliss and love grow.

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    1. A lovely one for Christmas, Frank. Uplifting Christmas cheer 😊

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      1. May you have a blessed Christmas!

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    nikidaly70

    There once was a mule called Molly
    Got caught short next to a bush of holly
    Said, ‘I always wee
    When I drink too much tea
    Perhaps I should switch to Bolley.’

    *not sure about spelling of ‘Bolley’!

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    1. Love this 😂😂

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  8. The limericks are amazingly written! Love them!

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    1. Thanks so much, Kymber ❤️

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  9. I love holly at this time of year,

    Though it’s dangerous after a beer.

    There was all kind of grief

    When I sat on a leaf

    And had prickles all over my rear.

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    1. That made me laugh out loud 😂

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  10. A miser called Entwistle Solly
    Had a plan to make lots of lolly.
    He was said to be pleased,
    Replacing paper with leaves,
    Until his collecting included fresh holly.

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    1. Very witty. Happy Christmas, Geoff.

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    2. makes me think I would like to see fresh holly

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  11. A hedgerow grown thick with bright holly,
    Deep green, with red berries so jolly.
    The spines, sharp and quick,
    Drew blood fast and thick,
    And turned joy into grim melancholy.

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  12. I put up a sprig of green holly
    Thinking mistletoe would be so jolly
    My deception was clear
    And no kisser came near
    So I left in a huff on the trolley.

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    1. Very funny, Lisa 😂

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  13. Note to the caretaker…

    There’s nowt either festive or jolly
    ’bout falling face first in the holly
    that you dumped in the hall
    brought for decking the wall
    that you haven’t yet cleared from Diwali.

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    1. Really love this, Cathy. Nicely done.

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  14. The holly bears the berry
    Red and green and merry
    Though very spiky
    Which I don’t likey
    It’s Christmas time (very!)

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    1. That made me smile. Thanks, Christine.

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  15. HOLLY

    When I read the word Holly,
    I recalled Skylar’s baby, life once jolly;
    But hard times took hold,
    In Breaking Bad’s dark fold,
    Drawn to crime, to power, to folly.

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