I hope you all had a great weekend. Now it’s limerick time. Your word this week is
JOG
The previous word was EYES. Here are your limericks:
Nicola Daly:
I just couldn’t believe my eyes!
Seeing a hippopotomus who flies!
But he made a horrible splat!
When he landed without a crash mat
And now we all know a hippo who flies isn’t wise!
For a party I went in disguise I made my thighs larger is size Along with my hips And big pouty lips No one could believe their eyes Graeme Sandford: The eyes are the window to the soul, they can tell you what it means to be whole, when they are shut, the connection is cut, and understanding is put on the dole.
We finally said our goodbyes
I’d no more rest my head ‘tween her thighs
And forever I’d miss
The taste of her lips
And the secrets she hid with her eyes
–
Gently she looked in my eyes
As she buried the last of my lies
She would take it no more
So she turned for the door
Gently whispered her final goodbyes
Memories
My dad’s eyes were a piercing ice blue
With a mischievous twinkle, it’s true
Through dementia he lost
Memories at great cost
And his eyes lost their bright sparkle, too
Been some time since we lost him, so sad
My adorable fun-loving dad
But my love lives on yet
Hope I’ll never forget
All those wonderful years that we had
Eyes Eying Eyes
While my eyes were out eying your eyes
with deep heartbeats and longings and sighs
in your eyes I did see
a reflection of me
eying me eying you with surprise.
Susan Batten:
Little Linda looked round her, all eyes,
at the sweets and the cool apple pies.
Then she tucked into some –
which was bad for her tum –
for she ate a lot more than was wise.
Sillyfrog's Blog:
Dominion Of Truth
James was taught to trust his own eyes.
Not to count on what others’ apprise.
Tech’s advancement posthaste,
Laid his practice to waste.
Since the dominion of “Truth” is now clearly AI’s.
Murray Clarke:
"The Eyes to the right; the Nose to the left!" cries the Speaker.
Esther Chilton looks stunned. It makes her feel weaker.
"You can't say that - the spelling's all wrong!
With that I simply can't go along.
Back to the drawing board - you need a new teacher!"
I need a word rhyming with eyes,
Like fries, thighs or even mince pies.
Try spies in a bush
Or lies, at a push.
But I did it; ain’t that a surprise!
He walked in the club and our eyes did meet
He looked like my ex from Colorado, what a feat!
But he had my heart
We’ve never been apart
Not bad for a meeting at a club known as “market of meat.”
I write this with tears in my eyes, Hate everywhere is on the rise What’s mankind coming to? Is there nothing we can do Before it causes our apocalyptic demise? Pictures Imperfect Blog: The One About Unrequited Love Cordelia fell in love with the lord of the manor. She was introduced and dropped this clanger: “I looks in your eyes And I promptly cries.” He rejected her on account of her grammar.
Rall:
he had such beautiful eyes so warm and wonderfully wise he was taken already by a cute girl called eddy time to find another prize The Afterlove Voice: There once was a lady whose eyes, Could spot all the nonsense and lies. She’d raise one eyebrow, And mutter, “Oh, wow… ”While silently judging the wise! Cathy Cade: The Eyes Have It The eyes have it! A word to the wise: look no further than into his eyes. If they’re open too wide, then he’s probably lied. Let this knowledge inform your replies.
There once was a lass with bright eyes
That sparkled like stars in the skies
With one little glance
She’d capture romance
And leave all the men hypnotized
A Cloud Has Lifted
It’s true of this morning, I promise it’s fact,
The hospital removed my left cataract.
So what a surprise
Today’s word is ‘eyes,’
Think of the odds I could have got on that?!
With a perfect pair of cat’s eyes Sarah drove down the road and realised without all the lights with the kerb she would fight and her car would be in disguise. Boomcha: Cat Logic, Told In A Limerick A woman rolled her eyes at the sight Of a cat who’d been up half the night. He’d shredded her chair With a look of “don’t care,” Then curled up, pretending he’d been polite. John W. Howell: There once was a man from Van Nuys. Who made the best pizza pies. He took great care, While the dough’s in the air, To make sure and not divert his eyes Pensitivity101: The glasses framed his eyes Making them look bigger and wise, He spoke with wisdom and care To everyone gathered there So they wouldn’t be served up with fries. Lou by the Sea:
Are you lonesome tonight?
Elvis was a lover boy- he smiled with his eyes
It brought on hysteria and plenty of cries
Everyone loved him
And felt full of sin
When he did what he did with his pelvis and thighs
John McGuiggan:
The ayes have it, the ayes have it
Roared the speaker loud and clear
The crowded house, unanimous
With wild excited cheers
From the front bench arose a wench
Her fiery eyes ablaze
God bless you all, God bless you all
our salaries are raised
Blind Wilderness:
A man who made lots of pies
Sudeenly heard lots of cries
He’d killed Clara Cluck
And Darren the duck
And then tears feel like rain from his eyes
Treehugger:
My pusscat hunts with her eyes,
Stretched out on her tummy she lies,
But the mouse is too clever,
Despite her endeavour,
Poor pusscat, how hard she tries.
The Elephant’s Trunk:
Shoo, Fly!
A silly young baker named Guy
Baked onions inside a pie
With tears in his eyes
He watched with surprise
As his pie became lunch for a fly!
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
A young woman with come to bed eyes
Developed a craving for pies
Whilst the man she did date
Taking note of her weight
Suspected a little surprise
Dog Paddling Through Life:
He rolled his eyes at me and said,
“What is that you’ve got on your head?”
I replied, “Oh that?
It’s just an old cat
who claimed my bouffant as a bed.”
Sexagenarian Scribbler:
I went in with eyes open wide
Not exactly the blushing bride
His past history
No mystery to me
But I had my secrets to hide
Dawgy Daddy Responds:
Appropinquate this with an open mind
As I present you another oddball rhyme
Words written down in the blink of an eye
While eating a toasted turkey and Swiss on rye
A throwback to peaceful insanity defined
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