They told me "no longer go out"
for exercise just jump and shout
but theres something quite fishy
about flailing limbs swishy
i'm afraid ive become an old trout
so at last we've got it for real
that much promised brexit good deal
we put an end to the babble
we conquered the rabble
with stiff upper lip sex appeal
you think lockdown cushy?
well my hairstyles become somewhat bushy
the missus complains
and plays video games
while i playfully stroke lovely pussy
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by Michael Edwards post today i jotted these down quickly.... initially posting as comment to his fine limericks i decided to post them today as my muse seems to be on vacation at the moment.
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Very funny. Stay Safer Have a Happy New Year. You won't go wrong "Stroking Pussy"
He's got a lot to answer for, has that Mr. M. E ...
These three might well have been swiftly penned, but they are very muchly enjoyed and no end ....... N 🙂
It sure is the day for limericks - keep 'em coming.
Limerick day and yours brings a smile D.A. with mention of what this lock-down is doing to hairstyles of those house-bound - - - let's hope next year will let in fresher air eh?
Three apt limericks d a.
Andy
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