Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Magpie Tales


"Oh, I do love to dance in the rain!"
Said my niece, on a visit from Spain.
But she ran out of clothes
Since she'd only brought those.
So she said, "I won't do it again."

I know. Awful. But I saw the picture, and I just had to have a go... (thanks to Magpie Tales for the picture)
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  1. Librarian28 September 2011 at 18:35

    I adore limericks!!! And have done so ever since I read this one in our English textbook at school when I was, I think, 12 years old:

    There was a young lady from Riga
    who rode with a smile on a tiger.
    They returned from the ride
    with the lady inside
    and the smile on the face of the tiger.

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  2. Frances Garrood28 September 2011 at 18:57

    Librarian - lovely! (at least I can comment on your comments...)

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  3. hyperCRYPTICal28 September 2011 at 19:08

    Bravo Frances. Welcome to the wonderful world of Magpie Tales!

    Anna :o]

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  4. hyperCRYPTICal28 September 2011 at 19:11

    PS My favourite limerick is:

    There was a young lady from Ealing
    Who had a most peculiar feeling,
    She lay on her back
    And (leave this to your imagination if you don't know it as some might take offence)
    And peed all over the ceiling.

    I just love it - it's so clever!

    Anna :o]

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  5. Tess Kincaid28 September 2011 at 21:15

    Charming!

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  6. Scotty Robinson28 September 2011 at 22:27

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  7. Roy Schulze28 September 2011 at 22:28

    Rain and Spain: could there be a rhyme any more classic than that?

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  8. Frances Garrood28 September 2011 at 22:59

    Thanks, Anna. (love the limerick!)

    Thanks, Tess!

    Roy, you're right. But at least it scans...

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  9. Chronicles of Illusions29 September 2011 at 10:02

    loved it - fun, fun, fun

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  10. Colette McCormick29 September 2011 at 10:59

    Made me smile.

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  11. Frances Garrood29 September 2011 at 13:50

    Thanks, Jo and Colette. As you see, I'm not a poet, but a woman can dream...

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  12. Joanna29 September 2011 at 13:54

    I love your limerick - it gave me the first smile of my day. And it could be the only one the way this day is panning out, so I'm very grateful!

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  13. Frances Garrood29 September 2011 at 14:45

    I'm glad I cheered you up, Joanna, and I do hope your day improves.

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  14. Rosemary Gemmell29 September 2011 at 17:50

    Love your limerick, Frances - and the photo!

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  15. Alan Burnett29 September 2011 at 17:56

    There is nothing awful about that. It made me laugh - that is well worth half a dozen literary prizes.

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  16. Frances Garrood30 September 2011 at 08:54

    Thanks, Rosemary. Magpie Tales is another wonderful way of not getting down to the WIP.

    Alan - half a dozen literary prizes will do nicely. Thank you!

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  17. Dr Henry Tegner30 September 2011 at 10:48

    There was an old cat who was tabby
    His fur was remarkably shabby
    So I painted him white
    Made him stay in at night
    And now he’s not nearly so scabby


    There - I thought that one up in 2 minutes. Now you know what your trusted GP does in the surgery between seeing patients.

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  18. Frances Garrood30 September 2011 at 14:20

    Thanks, Author Doc, for your inspired contribution! And I know exactly what doctors get up to - we have four in the family (tho' I'm not sure whether any of them are into limericks. I'll have to ask).

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