LIMERICKS 16, 17, & 18.
There was an old man called Bowes
who sported a most monstrous nose.
Twas as well for him
that it covered each limb
for he couldn’t afford any clothes.
Michael Edwards © March 1987
There was a young Knight from Nottingham
whose pyjama chords had a knot in them.
His fair lady said:
‘Before you come to bed
you must unknot the knot that you’ve got in them’.
Michael Edwards © March 1987
A ferryman from Traillee
charged his clients a profitable fee.
But a wave swept away
his wallet one day
and his cash flow is now all at sea.
Michael Edwards © March 1987
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: March 4th, 2017 02:07
- Comment from author about the poem: The Nottingham one is my favourite of all my limericks - hope they give you a smile. Plus another abstract. Category: humour without a 'u'.
- Category: Humor
- Views: 31
Comments8
Thanks Michael. They made me smile. Phil.G
Thanks Phillip - can't beat a smile.
Great work Michael on both accounts once more! 🙂
On both accounts? - better keep my hand on my wallet 🙂
Loved them all made me laugh
Cheers Tony.
Welcome
you paint a pretty picture and tell funny poems loved it all the whole shabang! ww
Thanks Willy - more to come.
Thanks MICHAEL ~ There is a Moral in each one !. Don't massage your nose ~ it grows (and glows) ! 2. If in bed you would laze don't knot you're PJ's 3. Always keep your hand on your wallet & watch _ spectacles & testackles ~ OK Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN
Great Brian - you've given me a good laugh - think I may have mislaid my testackles though - they must be hanging around here somewhere.
Good fun writes.
I am inclined towards a rather saucy sense of humour but have kept in check in my limericks.
It is not easy to not be saucy in limericks, they lend themselves so easily towards it.
Ear to ear. Nice.
Thanks Augustus - ear to ear - now there's another limerick there somewhere - thinking cap on...!
On the limericks - humorous as always, and I agree on Nottingham.
On the artwork - I swear I see dolphins swimming. Phil A.
Thanks Phil
Could be dolphins or whatever you want to interpret it as - that's the joy of abstracts - you are not shackled by images and can just paint how the mood takes you.
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