Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
When they got there
To their despair
There wasn’t a pail in sight.
And it’s well renowned
That water flows down
Jack and Jill were not that bright.
Roses are red
Your eyes are green
They reside in your head
With a nose in between.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All his clothes from bow tie to aglets
Got caught in the brambles I seem to recall
Roses are red
Your eyes are green
And with their cross thread
They survey every scene.
Bert the lairy quite contrary
Why does your red nose glow
With silvery drips right down to your lips
At the sight of three maids in a row.
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Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sorry if I've posted some of these before but just doing a bit of a catch up.
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Good fun words Michael
Mary had a little lamb
it fleece was coloured grey
Oops but that's not right
Still never mind ay.
Andy
Love it
Oh lol good writes and pic M.
You know Mr H Dumpty?!
I do - he's a cracking fellow.
Still make me chuckle post away they are really funny and amusing
Roses are red
Your eyes are green
They reside in your head
With a nose in between.
So clever and witty 🌹
🤣
great funloads - still like a good laugh.
❤️ roses roses are green
violets are pink
Chocolates are brown
And some times they stink
See utter nonsense rubbish I do write lol
Roses roses are red
violets are pink
Chocolates are brown
And its not what you think.
😄😄
Oh yes I knew you'd get it! LOL very well played Michael 🌹
Jack and jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jill forgot to take the pill
And now they have a daughter
Multi talented as always
Super stuff
Love it - thanks for the comment.
Jack and Jill their milk did spill
The cow did drink as water
Jill fell down
The cow did drown
jack berried him in the mortar 🧱 🤣
Ok Michael a suprise visit which I hope will remind you of our old days when dusk would then but in and we'd have a great laugh together. Beautiful times never to be forgotten. 🌹 Ps I'm still practicing my silly limericks.
Yes I remember it well - dear DUsk - did he dissaoear in the sunset?
Love yours but keep practising - we can all improve. When I look back at past works I usually want to adjust them - never satisfied.
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