Happy Monday to you all. Here’s your new limerick challenge. Your word is
SCREAM
Last week’s prompt was CAPE. There were some very enjoyable limericks:
My hero was wearing a cape
Which regrettably failed to drape
Those thingies down there
Thanks to poor underwear
An image I just can’t escape.
With a cape, funny clothes, I will fly
doing good as the bad guys go by.
Some will change. Some will not.
Some get burned. Some have got
nary one good excuse not to cry.
While folk in their finest apparel
Offered many a fine Yuletide carol,
I drank of the grape,
Wrapped myself in a cape
And sang aloud, “Roll Out The Barrel”.
Oops
There once was a fellow named Tate
Who fancied himself simply great
He wore a red cape
But tripped on a drape
And flew face-first into a crate
In-Cape-Able
With my ‘Supergirl’ cape in the wash
And a headache I’m trying to quash
Find today quite a struggle
So much life crap to juggle –
Have to keep myself going? What tosh!
Need some quiet time out just to rest
Let today go to hell, that feels best
All life’s problems can keep –
Once I’ve had a good sleep
I’ll be back with that ‘S’ on my chest…
Hanging by the thread of a rope,
I was clinging to something called hope;
then catastrophe struck,
I ran out of luck,
but I hope with my loss you can cope.
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Whilst listening to Julian Cope,
in the shower I misplaced my soap,
it lodged in my eye,
and that made me cry,
but as for teardrops exploding… well, nope!
Susan Batten:
The man that I met wore a cape,
and I had one in just the same shape,
He thought we were a match –
I preferred to detach –
it was clear there would be no escape.
Famously superhero attire
And a costume for a circus high flyer,
A cape has cache,
But I have to say…
My favorite style – vampire
… and a Pointy Hat
There was a young mum who was feared
by kids’ friends when sometimes she appeared
as a dark pointy shape
with a broomstick and cape.
Her kids never got bullied or jeered.
The actor could not fix the drape
A custom-made Dracula cape
The fabric stubbornly stayed
The way it was wrongly made
Said, “I told you to use the crepe!”
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
A crusader who wore a black cape
Felt he was not in great shape
Always out of breath
And feeling like death
He vowed to get back into shape
Silly Frog’s Blog:
Fashion Faux Pas
Since Superman donned his first fashionable cape,
Worn rocketing across the Metropolis cityscape.
The true marvel in each case
Was keeping it out of his face.
No doubt he made good use of duck* tape.
There once was a hero with a cape,
Who dreamed of a daring escape.
He leapt from a chair,
With flair in the air,
But tripped on his own flowing drape.
Batman goes Chic
Dick Grayson, who liked a jolly good jape,
Cut thirty-six inches off Batman’s long cape.
Rogues of Gotham City
Offered no words of pity,
As they now had a good chance of escape.
The Boy with the Cape
There once was a boy with a cape,
well, really just paper and tape,
but it gave him his power
to leap from high towers
well, really just jump over a grape
There once was a guy with a shape
That totally resembled a grape.
Although he tried hard
To dress like the bard
The back of his cape was agape.
Murray Clarke:
Once I dreamt I was Superman wearing a cape
Whilst standing on one leg eating a crepe.
Now that, you must agree, is extremely silly -
Especially if I told you my real name is Billy
And, as you can see, I'm not in good shape!
A cape suggested class
So he wove one out of grass,
But he forgot about ants
Running around in his pants
Where they became a pain in the a**!
Rall:
she had always wanted a cape
alas it wasn’t her fate
he said he couldn’t afford one
sorry not this year hon
got too much on my plate
Pictures Imperfect Blog:
Two Oceans
There once was a young man from the Cape
Who worked very hard to stay in shape.
He kept in perpetual motion
Running from ocean to ocean
Ending after 56 k at the finishing tape.
My dog Duke has 2 left feet
and will do anything for a treat
He tripped on a rock and cut his toe
and oh how the blood did flow
Now the cone of shame keeps him in his seat
A Batman Limerick
Every morning it’s coffee and bran,
wash my face, brush my teeth and hair then
don my tactical suit
and my cape, lace my boot,
because, bitches, I am Batman!
Christine Mallaband-Brown:
“Caped crusader” said a news headline
Is now in a serious condition, in decline.
He had no hope
He’s an overweight dope
Big, scruffy, mottled, what a weird feline
Kim Smyth:
My son wore a Superman cape
And planned his next great escape
He ran down the hall
His brother to maul
But was stopped by a door blocked with tape!
Being fond of a jolly jape
I stole Count Dracula’s clean cape.
A ghoul called Nool
Called me a fool,
But I made my daring escape!
There was a big hairy ape
Who could crush your head like a grape
But instead of being mean
He just wanted to be seen
Wearing a superhero cape
Tony:
The cape,
Under the cape, the night breathes,
a shiver glides without telling each other.
The fabric keeps and betrays both
what guesses, trembling, your emotion.
Nothing is given up, everything calls,
in the warm shadow where you stagger.
And the desire, stronger to be veiled,
is born from what refuses to reveal itself.
Superhero?
There once was a duck called Super Drake,
Who wore a fancy gold cape,
He'd soar with a quack,
But zoom and loop back,
And his landings were never in great shape!
Therapy Bits:
I am a Superhero!
There once was a hero with cape,
Whose enemies simply couldn’t escape.
He’d swoop through the sky,
With a wink and a cry,
Saving the day in dramatic shape.
The Elephant’s Trunk:
Little Girl Blue
My costume held all of my dreams,
the most fanciful and improbable schemes.
But it lost all its magic
and the ending was tragic
when my cape fell apart at the seams!
John:
A dagger wielding spy will always wear a cloak
And its impossible to tell, if beneath a burka it’s a woman or a bloke
The peasant who is poor, about her shoulders a shawl will drape
But only nurses and superman can really wear a cape
You walk into the room wearing a Wonder Woman cape
My eyes bugged out thinking this night was going to be great
The games that we played up to dawn kept us feeling so right
The exercise we had left our muscles feeling worn and tight
I didn’t realize you were putting all of this on a video tape
The young man was desperate for a vape, So he hid himself under a cape. As the smoke overwhelmed him, His face was looking pretty grim, Cape was in knots, he couldn’t escape.
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