funny poems
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It’s Monday afternoon and time for a new limerick challenge. Your word this week is: BEARD Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word FUDGE in it somewhere. You came up with some very entertaining limericks: Trentpmcd: “Oh, fudge!” I thought he said When the branch hit him in the head But that
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Good afternoon, everyone. Here is a new limerick challenge for you. Your word this week is: FUDGE Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word MESS in it somewhere. You came up with some very entertaining limericks: Trentpmcd: Brad had a career worth a look For he was an Army Mess Cook As
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Unwanted Gifts It is the worst time of year, One that fills me with great fear, It’s my birthday next week, you see, I know I should be filled with glee, To receive presents and gifts galore, But I don’t want them, not anymore, Not out-of-date sweets from Uncle Ken, Or twee ornaments yet again,
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Tights Tights. Now there’s a word, Which is quite absurd, Panty hose is just as bad, And pop socks are a daft fad, The men all like stockings best, But those straps are such a pest, Knee highs seem to be knee lows, Falling right down to my toes. But tights take the crown, For
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Here’s a Friday funny for you: I had an aunt who guzzled gin, A bottle a day was her sin, We kept away Until last May, When she gained a lottery win. ***
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Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you – WIG Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt last week was STUDY. Keith Channing: Study as much as you need; These urges I have to succeed, Undeniably strong, Don’t last
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Socks I just can’t seem to get it right, Look at this one here so white, While its partner is light blue, And this one has a bright pink hue, What’s that in the drawer right there? Some white? At last, I have a pair, But, oh no, there it is – a hole, A
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Unwanted Gifts It is the worst time of year, One that fills me with great fear, It’s my birthday next week, you see, I know I should be filled with glee, To receive presents and gifts galore, But I don’t want them, not anymore, Not out-of-date sweets from Uncle Ken, Or twee ornaments yet again,
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Knickers! Knickers is a funny word, And long johns are just absurd, Y-fronts is a silly name, And briefs just sound really tame, Thongs aren’t for the faint-hearted, On strings, don’t get me started, I don’t mind boxers one bit, But bloomers take the biscuit, I could give them names anew, But good old knickers
Esther Chilton 