I hope you all had a great weekend. Here’s your new limerick challenge. Your word is
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Last week’s prompt was SCREAM. There were some excellent limericks:
Nicola Daly:
I woke from my dream with a scream
Some great oaf had nicked my ice-cream
He then had the nerve
To practise his serve
So it landed with a plop in the stream!
She awoke from her slumber mid-stream
Amidst the most wonderful dream
Then it was the spider
She found there beside her
That prompted the horrible scream
Trying To Scream In A Dream
Though I thought it might help if I’d scream,
but caught as I was in a dream
a scream couldn’t come out,
no, not even a shout,
and right now I’ve forgotten that dream.
In the midst of a cream of a dream,
I was fishing for bream in a stream.
But despite my best wishes
There was nowt but dead fishes
And I could do nothing but scream!
There once was a cat loved to scream,
if she wasn’t the one getting cream;
when asked why the noise,
she said ‘They’re just ploys.
the rest of my life is a dream.’
Susan Batten:
I scream is such wonderful stuff,
but it runs down your arm to your cuff.
Though you try to stay clean,
you can feel where it’s been.
Lick your hands, but that isn’t enough.
Mark Fraidenburg:
There once was a fellow named Freddie
Who’s legs were not very steady
He fell with a scream
Into a fast flowing stream
Now he’s lunch for a gator, poor Freddie
Deep Impressions
Munch’s picture entitled ‘The Scream,’
paints an all-too-familiar theme.
Inside, I feel this way
when I’ve had a bad day.
and serenity’s just a pipedream.
Sue, part of the zoo keeping team
The reptile too close made her scream
The snake raised to its height
Sue was scared at the sight
Then woke, grateful it’s just a dream
Olaf Sturlasson's Poetry Corner:
A young lady who had a bad dream
Woke in the night with a scream
What gave her a fright
So she woke in the night
Was an ice-cream van with no ice-cream
Silly Frog’s Blog:
Say Cheese
Protestors think they’re ‘heard’ if they scream
Unhinged outrage is their favorite theme
Don’t ask them why
You might make them cry
Just snap their photo and ‘poke fun’ with a meme
There once was a ghost with a scream,
Who haunted the edge of a dream.
But one little “boo,”
Came back times two —
And startled him out of his
scheme!
Have You Gone Raving Mad?
In Railway Cuttings, East Cheam,
Lives a man of whom it would seem
Is a terrible moaner
And reluctant blood donor:
“A pint? That’s an armful!” he’d scream.
There once was was a man with a dream
Of making non-melting ice-cream
He worked night and day,
Without any pay,
Only to have the first taste cause a scream.
Lou by the Sea:
Irresistible
You know the pain you get eating ice cream?
It’s enough to make me and everyone scream
Pain in the teeth and the head
It’s enough to send me to bed
With a Magnum or two for my sweet dreams
Fried, Not Scrambled:
Oy!
He screams. Then he screams and he screams.
Then (not finished screaming), he screams.
He screams out the door
and then (screaming some more)
he’ll be screaming forever, it seems.
Murray Clarke:
Now the spring's here, the kids like an ice cream,
But if it's too cold, it makes them scream!
That makes me laugh and I know I shouldn't -
If I was more sensitive I'm sure I wouldn't.
Golly gosh - it's really extreme, but I'm going to take one for the team!
You can scream til you’re blue in the face,
You will only end up in disgrace:
People will laugh and stare
As you pull out your hair
Because you sulked at not winning the race.
The End of Her Dream
There once was a girl who had a life-long dream.
She wanted to be known as an internet meme
In the world wide web on social media
With a special entry in wikipedia.
No luck! In frustration she could do nothing but scream.
Scream if you want said the man
Who’d run into me with his big van
No I won’t
You old dolt,
My cars old and dented like a tin can…
Howl for a Towel
Sweating like a whore in a pew
She didn’t know quite what to do
And she wanted to scream
When her glasses did steam
With fog, and her clothes were soaked through
There was a girl named Jean
She liked to pull pranks that were mean
But she wasn’t brave
When down in a cave
And flying bats made her scream
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At Halloween Jean made the scene
She dressed as a very mean queen
But when a spider
Sat down beside her
Jean the mean queen did scream
Tony:
What Lord Byron is said to have said …
I loved you without rest, without forgiveness,
like a fault that the soul refuses to undo.
And in the silence where your absence condemns me,
I have this useless tumult left,
this need to scream your name at night,
no, to make you come back,
but so that the world knows
that I burned without a witness.
Therapy Bits:
A silence that swallowed the dream,
Was torn by a desperate scream,
Not wild but controlled,
A sorrow grown old,
Echoing what might have been.
Seeing a ghost at the foot of my bed
I wanted to scream but instead
I lay frozen in fear
Till a voice in my hear
Cried’ time to wake up, sleepy head!’
Blind Wilderness:
A woman who couldn’t scream
Wondered if it was a dream
When her mouth opened wide
And out it did glide
A scream that then ran out of steam
The Elephant’s Trunk:
Brain Freeze
A hungry young guy named Joachim
Chowed down on some frosty ice cream
But the brain-freezing cold
Made him lose all control
When he farted and let out a scream!
John:
There is this infamous house in New Orleans.
Where from within I heard a woman scream.
I dashed into that ill-reputed house
but all she had screamed at
was a mouse.
Posting on my blog everyday is kind of like a dream
Every once in a while my post are not what they seem
I thought I was lost, but maybe I was just changing
The direction of my altered mind constantly rearranging
My pukka poems and songs making me ‘silently scream’
I have a weakness for cream,
I struggle to keep fit for the team.
On puddings and pies.
“Don’t eat them,” coach cries.
Temptation is making me scream.
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Esther Chilton 
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