Esther Chilton

I hope you all had a fantastic Christmas with family and friends.

Here’s your new limerick challenge as we build up to welcoming in a new year:

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Last week’s prompt was HOLLY. You came up with some more fabulous Christmas limericks:

Keith Edgar Channing:

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!

Frank Hubeny:

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.

Help from Heaven:

Love Can Be Such Folly

There once was a man named Jolly,

Who put up many sprigs of holly.

He’d hoped a kiss he could score

From the fair maiden next door,

But, alas, his effort turned into just folly.

Nicola Daly:

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.’

Grooves or Grammar:

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.

TanGental:

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.

Kim Smyth:

If you want a girl that’s jolly

Go out with this chic named Holly

She’ll kiss you real sweet

Maybe give you a treat

Before you recognize your own folly.

Richmond Road:

A sled is a sleigh sort of trolly

Mistletoe is a weed. So is Holly

Christmas time is a scheme

A businessman’s dream

To believe otherwise is a folly.

Cathy Cade:

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.

Graeme Sandford:

“To make a brolly out of holly would be a folly!”

said her jolly little dolly, to Molly,

Molly replied, “I cannot decide,

whether to run, or to hide;

or to buy me a tuppenny lolly.”

–

The dolly whose name it was Polly,

reflected for a moment upon Molly.

Then quietly she said, 

“There is straw in your head;

which is sad, and leaves me melancholy.”

–

Molly was not bothered to fall,

she heard voices and answered their call;

one shouted, “Come quick!”

another, “Get stick!”

and a third it said nothing at all. 

The Bag Lady:

There once was a girl named Holly

Spent her vacations in Bali

Too much time on the beach

Her bank account now leached

When she got home was not jolly.

–

Strategically placing holly

His wife also nude used ivy

They dressed for the party

The vines started smarting

Ripped vines off, crowd yelled oh golly!

Susan Batten:

No holly for me in this land.

It’s protected, you see,

and not banned.

I remember it well

with its strange Christmas spell,

though I can’t hold it now in my hand.

–

The dark glossy displays in the wood

made you think that this plant was all good.

When you took it away,

then it ruined your day,

for it scratched you as much as it could.

John W. Howell:

There once was a lady from Balli

Who played in the show “Hello Dolly.”

She messed up her lines

One too many times

Instead of roses they tossed holly.

Christine Mallaband-Brown:

The holly bears the berry

Red and green and merry

Though very spiky

Which I don’t likey

It’s Christmas time (very!)

Murray Clarke:

In English, there are many words that rhyme with “holly” –

Like: dolly, jolly, collie and even Mollie!

But there’s one word that even farmers

Find hard to rhyme, and that is “pyjamas”!

However, rhyming “golly” with holly is surely folly?

Pensitivity101:

There once was a girl called Holly

Who was always apparently jolly,

She was loving and kind

And didn’t seem to mind

When presented with a sister called Polly.

Dawgy Daddy Responds:

A limerick here on Christmas week
Three more days until we get to peek
To see the presents makes us feel jolly
Understanding the symbol of the holly
Let’s us pray for the guidance we seek

All year long we trip through the days
Sometimes struggling to find our way
Judging others a costly unforgivable sin
We constantly do it over and over again
Usually wrongwhile wearing a silly grin

Sweet potoato pie with a golden crust
And oyster dressing is always a must
In retrospect we look back and find
A peacefulness that relaxes our minds
When to the Lord our faith we thrust

Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:

A turkey called Holly did try

To escape her fate with a lie

Instead of gobble, a quack

Though webbed feet she did lack

She was also unable to fly.

John McGuiggan:

Molly and Polly

requested of Holly

She find them a brolly

to shelter their trolley

laden with mince pies in their prime

The brolly was faulty

And Molly and Pollu and Holly

Realised ther folly

of relying on repetitive rhyme

Josie Holford:

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.

Lisa A Paul:

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.

Priorhouse Blog:

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.

Teleportingweena:

Santa had a terrible folly

Sleigh broke so had to take a trolley

All the toys in his sack

Almost broke his back

But by golly, Holly got a dolly.

–

Pauly wanted a puppy collie

To find under a wreath of holly

Santa did his best

With all the rest

And the collie was there with a lolly.

The Elephant’s Trunk:

Christmas Kitty

There once was a cat named Holly

Whose antics were lively and jolly 

She danced on the sill

With grace and great skill

Making all laugh enjoying folly.

Mark Fraidenburg:

A Dickensian Christmas

Young Holly sold matches by gaslight,

Her fingers were frozen and clasped tight.

A rich man walked past,

Dropped a coin at long last

Said, “Merry Christmas! Now out of my sight!”

poetisinta:

A Prickly Affair

Santa sat on some holly Christmas night,

So sharp it gave him a fright.

He jumped and did shout,

And nearly fell out –

While Rudolph just laughed at the sight!

showtunessal (on last week’s prompt SLEIGH):

Rudolph Slays the Day

Santa jumped out of his ramshackle sleigh.

 Waving his arms around in dismay yelling about we have no time to delay.

The elves were off the chain and protesting in the driving rain

On strike demanding the gifts go by train.

Rudolph flew through the middle of the fray pulling a new sleigh and saved Christmas Day. Hooray!

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