Wednesday, 28 September 2011
"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)
Posted by Frances Garrood at 17:24
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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:ReplyDelete
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.
Librarian - lovely! (at least I can comment on your comments...)ReplyDelete
Bravo Frances. Welcome to the wonderful world of Magpie Tales!ReplyDelete
PS My favourite limerick is:ReplyDelete
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!
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Rain and Spain: could there be a rhyme any more classic than that?ReplyDelete
Thanks, Anna. (love the limerick!)ReplyDelete
Roy, you're right. But at least it scans...
loved it - fun, fun, funReplyDelete
Made me smile.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Jo and Colette. As you see, I'm not a poet, but a woman can dream...ReplyDelete
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!ReplyDelete
I'm glad I cheered you up, Joanna, and I do hope your day improves.ReplyDelete
Love your limerick, Frances - and the photo!ReplyDelete
There is nothing awful about that. It made me laugh - that is well worth half a dozen literary prizes.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Rosemary. Magpie Tales is another wonderful way of not getting down to the WIP.ReplyDelete
Alan - half a dozen literary prizes will do nicely. Thank you!
There was an old cat who was tabbyReplyDelete
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.
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).ReplyDelete