LIMERICK 57
She hailed from the town of Leigh
and filled all the men’s hearts with glee
her long flowing hair
hid her you know where
such a rompworthy lass was she.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: June 9th, 2018 00:04
- Comment from author about the poem: A little campanula blooming its heart out.
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments8
Romp away Michael, romp away.
Oooh - I'm romping - if only!!
Oh lol, a good write and pic Michael. Would I know where? And should I meet her to find out where?!
Gladys Godiva - you may have met back in 1066 0 she's a bit more wrinkly now.
There was a Young Lady from BATH
who was always game for a LAFF
Daily she grooms
In the Famous Pump Rooms
But I've never seen Her
in her in her BAFF
Thanks MIKE for sharing another "L"
a smile for a Saturday Morning !
Angela and romping on SCYPE !
Yours BRIAN & ANGELA
Nice one Brian - thanks for looking in.
She needs a haircut to look her best ........... Campanula carpatica blue!!! One of the only full garden Latin names I have memorized because it sounds like a song!
Or a parting !! 🙂
Very endowed with cuteness. I laughed.
So was she 🙂
Michael,
Romp worthy indeed...
your limerick...of course🤣
The chuckle of the day🤣
I tried to translate it to my mom!
That was hilarious!
She recognized the
Campanula Carpatica!
She exclaimed,
“Oh, le belle campanelle!”
(Oh, the beautiful little bells!)
She and my dad were the best gardeners in our family! She took care of the flowers and my dad took care of the vegetables! They lived part of their lives on a farm!
Thank you for the share!
~Laura~
I can imagine the scene. Actually rompworthy was one of my father's words and I've been meaning to put it into a poem for some time. As for CC - it's the first in bloom so far from this great family - another CC to bloom soon with white flowers followed by the upright C Persicifolia a bit later. I lived my early years on a smallholding - my father bred rabbits for show and we travelled the country - also chickens, geese, and goats - an eclectic mix.
That must’ve been so interesting!
Was that eclectic group also for show?
My grandmother bred rabbits...
but not for show!😟
I’ll leave the rest to your imagination!
We bred Siberians which come in black, brown and blue - if they weren't good enough for the show table they ended up on the lunch table.
Sorry - should have added that the Siberians are rabbits - we did show chicken and bantam eggs but the geese and goats were purely for - err - fun I guess.
Thank You Michael!
I think we’re on the “same page”!
Enjoy the rest of the day!
they said the gal is from brighton
reputed to be a right 'un
to stop being bored
and please the hordes
she took the isle of wight on
i liked it
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