LIMERICK No 53

Michael Edwards

 

 

A timorous traveller born in Belize

throughout his travels was never at ease

and when questioned why

he explained with a sigh:

‘There are too many foreigners overseas’

 

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 31st, 2018 00:05
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Comments7

  • Goldfinch60

    Good limerick Michael.

    The artwork amused me as soon as I saw it, my day has started well.

  • dusk arising

    Whilst trying so hard not to show it
    Our chivalrous wordsmith the poet
    Had stopped buying grass
    It's a thing of my past
    For indeed he's now known to grow it

    (not bad for the spur of the moment)

    • Michael Edwards

      Not bad? It's damn good! Thanks dusk.

      One night as dusk was arising
      Something happened which was quite surprising
      Dusk picked up a sponge
      All covered in gunge
      Which dusk ate and found quite appetising

      • dusk arising

        Oh dear Oh dear Mr Edwards
        how funny those things wot you said was
        i was half of a slumber
        when i read your last number
        for laid down, neath a quilt, in my bed was

      • 4 more comments

      • orchidee

        Oh lol, good write an pic M. Based on a true story from recently?! Someone said too may foreigners in Spain, or somewhere.
        How many berles in this limerick - Cilla Berles?

        • Michael Edwards

          No and we can't seem to get away this year - waiting for hernia op - got lumps everywhere - so travel ideas gone in the bin along with other Disposa Berles.

        • Fay Slimm.

          This limerick sums up what is wrong with most folk - - the "we " and "them" to their mind is no joke. Love the telling artwork too Michael.

          • Michael Edwards

            Sadly that's the case Fay - pleased you like my little sculptures.

          • BRIAN & ANGELA

            There was a Young Artist called EDWARDS
            One MIDNIGHT was travelling BEDWARDS
            He slipped on a rug
            New he dont look so smug
            He is wearing the CHAMBER POT ~ HEADWARDS !

            GOOD MORNING ~ UNCLE STEVE Love all the LIMERICKS and the wooden Houses very BERGEN !
            Please check ANGELAS Poem NEW ZEALAND WINES ~ Thanks ~ Yours BRIAN & ANGELA 💕

          • Laura🌻

            Michael,

            Your fine limerick speaks the truth!
            Love your sculptures! Nostalgic for me. They remind me of my great grandfather’s house. Thank you for sharing!

            ~Laura~

          • orchidee

            Ccooooeeeee! That shattered the peace of your evening? What do I want now? Erm, how's that evening going? Or has it gone by now?!

            • Michael Edwards

              Still here Orchi - getting tired - been sorting out paperwork all evening and feeling quite p****d off - should I mark this comment as 18+ ?

              • orchidee

                Yes - heehee! Woof, woof! Do be quiet, Rover!



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