Corona Limerick.

Goldfinch60



There once was a witch name of Rhona

Who was always a serious bug owner

She came by some more

And called them all core

And that’s how we now have corona

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2020 01:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of fun. Thnak you to dusk arising for introducing me to Abdullah Ibrahim, I had him playing on my stereo all last evening.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 29
  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan
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  • orchidee

    Oh lol - light relief in these times.
    I told an awful joke - it's evil if I really meant it:
    'How do you get rid of Jehovah's Witnesses these days?'
    'Just open the front door and cough!'
    Someone actually had them call on them in this crisis.

    • Goldfinch60

      I once used to have JWs come to the door an one in particular I out talked him and he left before I could finish speaking!

    • dusk arising

      For a poetic old timer
      there's really nowt finer
      than to rhyme
      what the wind
      blows from China

      now that the world has gone viral
      it's knocked us for six in the payroll
      and left us quite hopping
      at the state of our shopping
      how deep will we go down this spiral?

      now we've got Boris elected
      we hear the poor buggers infected
      he cant have a hug
      from his gal in the club
      no wonder he looks so dejected

      look ... do you see what these limericks do to me?.... you're as bad as that M.E. fella gettin me going like this

      • Poetic Dan

        Haha..

        • Goldfinch60

          The once was a man called deeay
          who would not come out to play
          he stayed in his home
          no longer to roam
          so stayed in making hay

          I see what you mean, it must be the ME virus.

          Andy

          • dusk arising

            that naughty young boy called Goldie
            could never do what he's told-ie
            he'd play up his mum
            and then even some'
            and still hasn't changed today-ee

            so he posts a new poem each day
            when he's ready to come out to play
            yes his favourite caper
            finds pen put to paper
            or a stroll by his river today

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you d a, just come back from My River and will be writing about it today.

              Andy

              • Poetic Dan

                Another smile for Another day
                Hearing you both rhyme away
                O what fun it is to see
                What change it has on reality

                Thank you

                • dusk arising

                  Walking on the beach with two dogs and Dan
                  the four pawed pouches dug up an old pram
                  the wheels they squeeked
                  and the springs all creaked
                  as they pulled us along thru the traffic jam (mush mush)

                • Poetic Dan

                  Yes, more music passed on to feed the soul, I as a fan of social distancing before it became popular πŸ˜‰

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Music always feed the soul. I dad and uncle once worked out how long it would take to play my dad's music collection, they worked it out as 22 years, Well i have that collection and probably increased is a hundred fold. So much music, so little time.

                    Keep well

                    Andy

                  • Laura🌻

                    Andy,

                    Quite hilarious! Lol
                    My first laugh of the day!
                    Thank you for sharing.
                    Stay safe and be well!

                    ~Laura~🌻

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Thank you Laura.

                      You stay safe and be well also.

                      Andy

                    • ANGELA & BRIAN

                      Angela here - Thanks Uncle Andy - for a very apt piece of Cool Jazz very soothing ! My MANTRA - as a Physio - is to smile in the face of ADVERSITY and it really helps - especially with amputees - who need reassuring because they always feel less than WHOLE. Love the LIM - Brian (who is 1/4 Welsh) says they always have a hand in spooky things. I will be back on the front line on Monday - Massaging the bed ridden Seniors to maintain their circulation ! Please pray (to your Spirit) for my Protection. I can assure that I will be smiling all day - but NOT LAUGHING !

                      Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
                      Love ANGELA & BRIAN πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Smile - it confuses people.

                        Andy

                      • Fay Slimm.

                        Am still smiling at this little gem - thank you Andy

                        • Goldfinch60

                          My work is done if I can make people smile Fay.

                          Keep well

                          Andy

                        • Barry Hodges

                          Is there a joke here? If so, where?

                          • Goldfinch60

                            It is up to you to interpret it in any way you would like to.

                            • Barry Hodges

                              But it would be nice if it contained a joke. Which it doesn't.

                              It doesn't even make sense, either logically or grammatically. Why would anyone own bugs? Why would anyone call the bugs core? And what has that got to do with a disease which is killing tens of thousands of people?

                              I am surprised you saw fit to publish anything so 20th rate..



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