limericks
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This week’s challenge is to write a story, limerick or poem on the subject of: Cake Last week’s challenge was to write about ballet. You sent in some very entertaining pieces. Here are a few: Keith Channing‘s limerick is utterly brilliant: You can ask any social historian (Except, perhaps, a Singaporean) Be he lord, squire…
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It’s Thursday and time for my new writing challenge. Your three options are: Option one: Write a limerick with the word TRUMPET in it somewhere Option two: Write a poem on the theme of COLOUR Option three: Write a ten-word story using all of the following words: PIZZAZZ, GODFREY, TWITTER and BAFFLED Last week option…
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Well, some of you certainly enjoyed last week’s writing challenge – Keith Channing! Scroll down to read some simply brilliant limericks. This week’s writing challenge will gradually wean Keith off the limericks – it’s for a rhyming poem. Not every line has to rhyme, but they can if you like. It can be as short…
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As I promised last week, if you felt inspired to send me a limerick, you’ll find it here, as well as my new challenge for you at the end. Remember, I’ll publish each one on my blog this time next week. This great limerick from Keith Channing gets the ball rolling: A trendy young…
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Just before I went away, I set a limerick writing challenge and many of you took up the challenge with relish. One of my students read about the challenge and having never written a limerick, felt inspired to give it a go. I promised Sanjukta that I’d publish her limericks, so here they are: …
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Last week, I challenged you to write a limerick and lots of you took up that challenge. A huge thank you to you all. There were some brilliant limericks. I really don’t think I could pick a winner but perhaps you can? I promised I would publish them on my blog, so here they are.…
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I’ve written a couple of humorous poems about writing over the past couple of weeks, so I thought I’d try a limerick this week: There was a young writer from Reading, Whose writer’s block did his head in; It kept him up all night, And still no words in sight, So he became a…
Esther Chilton 