I hope you had a great weekend. Here’s a new limerick challenge for you. Your word this week is
FRY
The previous word was TASK. Here are your limericks:
Nicola Daly:
On the sunlit upland I’d prefer to bask
And sip g and t from my fancy hip flask
Instead my master, the Dragon Lord
Has asked me to count his treasured hoard
And that – believe me – is a never-ending task!
Rall:
she hates wearing a mask it’s become an awful task better than catching the plague losing your wits and going vague life’s turned into a farce
Rat vs. Router
a rat’s task was to eat the cable
then find a way inside the table
we saw the rat seek
so it played hide and seek
now our router has become unstable
Fun
There’s an unpleasant task I avoid getting done.
Actually, there are a few more than just one.
My internal debate,
Says procrastinate.
To me, the wonder and wait is more fun.
Every week Esther posts a prompt that asks
If we think we are up for a challenging task
Reading all of the answers leave me grinning
Trying to write one my head starts spinning
When it is all said and done I sit back and relax
Graeme Sandford:
A-tisket, a-tasket, I dropped my brown/yellow basket;
it might have been hurt; but I never even asked it;
it’s handle was broken,
and in a voice softly-spoken,
It asked, “Have you ever bought a new casket?”
Frank Hubeny:
Wonderful Task
Oh, the task that I got that fine day
was so wonderful all I could say,
“Is this really for me?”
Yes it is! Now, we’ll see
if you’ll do it or go off and play.
Susan Batten: The task for today wasn’t clear. It would wobble – and then disappear, so this wavering task in its shimmering mask could be safely ignored, never fear. Dan Ince: Messy Dog I’m sorry and hate to bug But your dog has soiled the rug So go grab a mask Do the grisly task And clean up after your pug! Murray Clarke: You may ask why Napoleon gave his first wife, Josephine, a basque. Trying to put the damn thing on was an arduous task! She tugged and she pulled it in all directions, She puffed and she huffed, and made some corrections. Finally, she ended up drinking Napoleon brandy from her jewel-encrusted flask.
If the Law of Averages holds true,
I have lots of playing catch up to do.
It’s quite a lot to ask
But I am up to the task…
Because I really love to screw!!!
Pictures Imperfect Blog:
The One About The Forced Disguise
There once was a man who liked to bask
In the sun and didn’t attend to his given task
To guard the money of Scarface Capone.
Next thing he knew it was all gone.
Now he only leaves home with a mask.
Fandango:
The Bored Bot
There once was a bot with no task
Who thought, “Should I nap? Should I bask?”
Then someone said “write!”
And the bot said “alright”
He wrote a limerick about wearing a mask
I don’t miss the days of the mask
To be donned before starting a task
Now my whole face is free
For the whole world to see
But if you want me to hide it, just ask.
The Afterlove Voice:
There once was a woman with a task,
Who sighed, “Is one quiet day too much to ask?”
She ticked off her list,
Then another appeared—twist!
So she put on her “I’m busy” mask!
Cathy Cade:
Blow It All
Tasked with inflating balloons,
I expected to finish soon.
But, sure enough,
I ran out of puff
and was gasping all afternoon.
John W. Howell:
In the sun he loves to bask,
For help, don’t even ask,
He’s a man who’s not crazy,
Just a whole heap of lazy,
As for eating, he’s up to the task.
Pensitivity101:
He looked at the task in hand,
Something he didn’t understand,
But she wanted it done
Said it would be fun,
Though it wasn’t quite what he’d planned.
He set to with hammer and nails,
Swore at the wonky rails,
Got the decking just right
Connected the night light
Then settled to look over the dales.
Lou by the Sea:
Joe the handyman loved an usual task
A job came in, but big questions he must not ask
So he stole a tank
And bashed into the bank
Now, with his cut, happy in the sun he will bask
Kim Smyth:
Mondays are full of tasks to do
Window washing, laundry too
Supper to cook
No time for a book
And an errand to run, boo Hoo!
poetisinta:
King Jack
My tomcat is named Jolly Jack,
Whose naughty ways never hold back,
His task is quite clear –
‘Bring me treats, servant dear!
Or that daft god of yours I’ll attack!’
Now Jack is certainly not shy,
He demands attention, brings a tear to my eye,
With a purr and a stare,
He rules the roost from his chair –
‘Treat me like royalty, or else – it’s goodbye!’
Teleportingweena:
When Wonky Walrus got done with basking
He figured he should get on with tasking
But doing a chore
Was such a bore
He’d just wait ’till someone else did the asking
Putting on his eye mask
Wonky began again to bask
Wonky Walrus applied sun screen
Both nice smelling lotion and a cream
When someone came by to give him a task
Oh no said Wonky, I’m too tired to task
That what you request is too big an ask
The person rolled their eyes
And gave some big sighs
As Wonky just smiled and grabbed his flask
Treehugger:
When my mother gave me a task
I looked at her aghast.
To clean out the grate,
Was a job that I hate.
I’d planned to visit the beach and bask.
Annette Rochelle Aben:
Waisted Effort
Charged with but one task
To hide the forbidden hip flask
Alas, she got caught
For hips, she had not
Her shame she could not mask
The Elephant’s Trunk:
All In A Day’s Work
An inebriated fellow named Trask
Drank a bottle of wine from a flask
It ran down his chin
Dribbled onto his shin
And he sang “I’ve completed my task”
John McGuiggan:
As you do
I put the task in my to-do list,
as you do.
And I put my to-do list in my calendar,
as you do.
I told my calendar to remind me an hour before the task was due,
as you do.
And I sent an email to myself to remind me to check my calendar and check my list to do,
as you do.
When asked
if I had completed the task,
I had to admit
I had forgotten it,
as you do.
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner:
A young man who was taken to task
For wearing a hideous mask
Said I can’t replace
My natural face
How about you; I just have to ask
The Bag Lady:
Joe had to attempt the hard task
Robbing a bank wearing a mask
The game prize was not money
But a date with his honey
The end result? Don’t even ask!
Therapy Bits:
There once was a fellow named Jack,
Who fled every troublesome task.
When asked, “Is it done?”
He replied, “Nearly, hon!”
Then hid in a filing-cabinet mask.
iMartist:
Incompetence
It was such a simple task
But Barry needed a gulp from his flask
Sometimes it’s what you got to do
When you’re an adult and you don’t know two times two
Yet, Barry got the job teaching Maths from wearing an alcohol fueled competent mask
Dog Paddling Through Life:
As I checked off tasks from my list
I noticed a big one I’d missed
gave my brush a tap
cats jumped in my lap
for care from their feline stylist
Mark Fraidenburg:
There once was our buddy named Freddie,
Whose movements were rarely quite steady.
He was quite the galoot,
In his three-piece suit,
but his task was complete, before ready!
Sexagenarian Scribbler:
It should be a challenge not a chore
To be frank, it’s becoming a bore
This task is too taxing
The whole thing needs axing
I don’t want to do it any more!
Blind Wilderness:
A vicar engaged in a task
Drank some gin from a flask
He wobbled about
Then started to shout
And then in his sin he did bask
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