I hope you had a great weekend. Here is a fresh limerick challenge for you. Your word is
JELLY
Last week’s word was ROAD. Here are your limericks:
Nicola Daly:
How dare you ride down this road!
Now I’ll have to turn you into a toad!
Only I have the notion
That I’ve left the potion
In my safe – and forgotten the code!
Squirreljan:
As she hobbled down the cobbled road
The old biddy from Bath saw a toad
“Come here,” she beckoned
But she hadn’t reckoned
On him moving into her abode
Lou by the Sea
There was a young man called Jack
Who hit the road and never came back
He stole all my money
And more – not funny
Now I’ve got Jackie to share my sack.
Frank Hubeny:
Road Hog Limerick
Like a hog he was hogging the road
and we honked all the more as he slowed.
Well, we all tried to pass
but we couldn’t alas
and we’re still to this day on that road.
I tried to drive down a road
Where water had surely overflowed
I remembered to slow down
Don’t drown-turn around
And sadly walked back into my abode.
The road that I rode led to Rhodes
And was crossed by deer, hedgehogs and toads
‘Twas so flipping busy
I felt in a tizzy…
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Rall:
hit the road jack and don”t you come back no more no more you’re a frightful bore and besides you’re terribly slack
Long and Winding
An actor of soap opera fame
sings too – anyroad, that’s what he’ll claim.
In his last episode
he sang ‘Long Winding Road.’
Now he’s hosting a daytime quiz game.
The Hitchhiker
A hitchhiker stood by the road
With a smile that unnervingly glowed
Each driver sped past
But one stopped at last
They’ve both since been “missing,” I’m told
Silly Frog’s Blog:
Lazy Does It
Down the road, Jim thought he might get his chores done.
But he couldn’t decide which should be the first one.
His indecisive delay,
Gave him more time to play.
Even watching the list grow turned into great fun!
Pioneer Spirit
If you’re starting a journey with dread
And the road may look bumpy ahead
Know with each step you take
A new frontier you make
Channel pioneer spirit instead
Road Again
I’m forever stuck out on the road,
With a patience near ready to explode.
“No ambulance today?”
Well, what can
I say—
I’m the taxi whose fare’s never owed!
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There once was a woman quite broad
In patience—while stuck on the road.
The transport said “No,”
So off she must go,
Like a chauffeur with stress overload!
Treehugger:
There lived a crafty old toad,
On the back of an otter he rode,
The river was raging,
On his back he was lazing,
The otter, content with his load.
Susan Batten:
We camped at the side of the road.
For firewood – we gathered a load.
We sang camp songs at noon
And by the light of the moon
We played war games, all covered in woad
Therapy Bits:
There once was a fox on the road,
Who swaggered beneath a light load.
He winked at the rain,
Then danced through the lane—
And charged every puddle a toll owed.
Cee Tee Jackson:
Chicken Stricken
Why did the chicken cross the road,
And pay no attention to what it was told?
It’s his own silly fault
He’s now squashed in asphalt –
He should have followed the Green Cross Code.
There once was a fellow named Joad
Who loved his big dog named Toad
He trained him so very well,
And mostly Toad was swell.
But he still loved to nap in the road
Pensitivity101:
I was walking down a long road
When I came across a large toad,
‘Please kiss me’ he said
So I did and he fled
Then was eaten by a large crow!
I wandered the road less travelled, as the wool in my socks it unravelled, after a while, I climbed over a stile, and now the road it was gravelled. Pictures Imperfect Blog: Spawning Season A fat and clumsy, yet basically happy toad Hopped exhausted down the old country road. She followed her star. Then collapsed next to her mating spa, And gasped: “Next year, I find a river and float in a boat.” Murray Clarke: Whilst driving along the road, I saw an enormous, fat, green toad With scant regard for the Highway Code, It just sat there, staring up at my car! I stuck my head out of the window. "Are you going far?" "Sadly, yes," it replied. "I am of no fixed abode." Priorhouse blog: ‘Twas a slow start drivin’ away – yet I knew all would be okay – something about resilience and human brilliance As the road eased dismay. Richmond Road: It snowed, and it snowed, and it snowed The car slipped and it slid with the load He could take it no more So he opened the door And he tripped in a ditch by the road poetisinta:
The Fall Guy
I was walking along the road one day,
When Humpty Dumpty came rolling my way,
He perched on a wall,
Looking mighty and tall,
Winked and said, ‘Watch what you say.’
Then the king’s men arrived in a rush,
The crowd gasped in the terrible crush,
Old Dumpy got the hump,
The pretender was Trump,
… And he didn’t just fall, he was pushed!
The Elephant’s trunk:
Big City Blues
A plump and daring young toad
Tried crossing a too busy road.
With a hop, skip, and splat
He became a doormat.
It’s a wonder he didn’t explode!
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He’s missed very much, that’s a fact
And there’s really no bringing him back.
Yes, they’re singing the blues
But it’s not all bad news.
He’s a smash down at the toad shack!
The Bag Lady:
Joe just loved a driver to goad
Especially when on the road
His driver would shriek
Can you stop that streak
And the passenger’s laughter crowed.
Dog Paddling Through Life:
Going Nowhere Fast
The sign warned that all should beware,
for this is a road to nowhere.
I thought, well you know,
that’s where I want to go
so I turned round and headed straight there.
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
A young man walking a rocky road
Was weighed down by a burdonsome load
His shopping in hand
He walked 'cross the land
For his car had been recently towed
Teleportingweena:
There was a spooky old road
Where monsters were said to bode
Bare tree branches clacked in the wind
Reached claw limbs down in a bend
If they touch you you’ll be turned a toad
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Two friends each began to goad
Dared to go down that spooky old road
They thought ’twas a lark
Just a walk in the park
But they hopped out in toad mode
John McGuigan:
It was on the road to Damascus
that I finally changed my mind
How on earth I thought
could I not support
he who turns water into wine
Blind Wilderness:
There once was a silly old toad
Who jumped out into the road
There came a big car
That appeared from afar
And squashed flat that silly old toad
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Esther Chilton 
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