While waiting for Matthew in bed,
Katie sometimes gets bored. So instead,
With pursed lips, like this,
(As though blowing a kiss)
She can blow her hat right off her head.
(With thanks to Tess at Magpie Tales for the picture)
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Were she waiting for me.
ReplyDeleteI'd already be there like a flee,
( bed bug I meant but it doesn't scan or rhyme)
In my dreams she'd be itching.
Not kissing,
I suspect my limericks are not very good but one has to keep on being trying.
Sorry for being silly.
Adrian, you limerick was...interesting. And it made me laugh, which is really all that matters. .
DeleteHow you think these things up Frances is beyond me.
ReplyDeleteIt's not difficult, GB, but then they're hardly great literature. You should have a go. Adrian has (see above).
DeleteAdrian is much more foolhardy (sorry I meant brave) than I am and obviously more talented. Hmmm.
DeleteLucky Matthew.
ReplyDeleteWhat's keeping Matthew? Is he juggling his socks?
ReplyDeleteHe's looking for his hat, Patsy.
DeleteYou know how to whistle don't you...
ReplyDeleteVery badly, Tess. And thanks so much for the link (without your help, I'd have to abandon Magpies, and might actually do something useful on Sunday afternoons).
DeleteGold Medal limerick, Frances!
ReplyDeleteYou're veyr kind!
DeleteI look forward every week to see what you've so wittily (sp?) written!
ReplyDeleteKathe, you're very sweet. Thank you.
DeleteShe sure can- look out! great read.
ReplyDeleteI am loving these humorous ones!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad, Cait. I can't do serious, so have no choice.
DeleteA good trick, indeed!
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