LIMERICKS 13, 14 & 15.

Michael Edwards

LIMERICKS 13, 14, & 15

 

An athletic young man called Grundy

played rugby every Sunday.

He’d pick up the ball,

run past one and all,

and never stop going till Monday.

 

Michael Edwards © July 1987

 

 

 

There was a vain man from Kildare

who bragged he’d a full head of hair,

till one windy

his toupee blew away

and revealed his head to be bare.

 

Michael Edwards © April 1987

 

 

 

A frusty old crone from Kirk Ella

returned late one night to her villa.

A burglar therein

set her hopes in a spin

but one look and he ran out in terror.

 

Michael Edwards © October 1987

 

 

 

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 25th, 2017 00:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: Go on - smile I dare you - something to cheer you up amongst all the doomloads - plus an abstract in acrylic ink.
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Comments6

  • Goldfinch60

    Good fun limericks, my first smile of the morning - thank you.

  • WriteBeLight

    Wonderful words and picture Michael! Very cute limericks.

    • Michael Edwards

      Thanks - I used to write a lot of these many many years ago and still a lot to post from back then.

    • P.H.Rose

      Ha ha very good
      Michael...
      I use to live in
      Kirk Ella....

    • Tony36

      Yes, I smiled, great write and great picture

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      Thanks MICHAEL ~ The Limerick is a great Irish poetic form and all yours are delighfully LIMERICKAL ! The painting is an excellent compliment to them ~ adequately abstract ~ Yours BRIAN

    • Augustus

      Thanks for the smile.



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