I like writing these but that danged last line is hard to find.


Just For Fun Lymericks

I once saw a man in shorts
playing football on the beach with cohorts
when he bent over
I saw the white clifts of Dover
And they looked like overgrown warts


I once knew a liberal lady
she thought conservatives were shady
no one could say she was wrong
she would stiffle that song
and call for free speach down in Haiti


There was an old man from Kentucky
Who thought himself very lucky
He had four old hound dogs
a rooster three hens and two hogs
And his new used teeth made him Bucky










Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2008-10-23 at 22:35

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normalil
I once knew a fellow called Fred,
whose face was all puffy and red.
He drank vodka all night,
was simply a fright,
but wow, a satyr in bed!!!!!
2008-12-04


normalil
"There was a young fellow from Leeds,
who swallowed a packet of seeds.
In less than an hour,
his balls were a-flower,
and his bum a whole mass of weeds!"

(Not my own work.)
2008-12-04



how funny, I wish I could write a lymerick, the simple things in life can the most difficult, I guess that is why I am always in the most complex situation. :) enjoyed this
2008-11-06


Damon
I read these a few days ago, but somehow got sidetracked and never did sidetracked. I came back to read them again and let you know that I love all of them. I love shorties like this and comical ones like this as well.

Great work Phyllis.
Damon
2008-11-05


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Phyliss...I love lymericks...and you are correct, the last lines
are hard to fine....Can I suggest this one for the middle
lymerik....
I once knew a liberal lady
she thought conservatives were shady
no one could say she was wrong
she would stiffle that song
But she'd rather be wrong than be righty

xxx Stan
2008-10-25


normalil
Ha ha! I love limericks.

On my laptop I sit here at night,
writing all kinds of *****.
Haiku leaves me cold,
(if I may be so bold,)
but limericks are a delight!


In Winter I put on a vest,
to protect my weary old chest.
My boobs are all droopy,
(I think that I'm loopy,)
but limericks sure are the best!

I'm drinking a nice G and T,
(it gives such comfort to me,)
some folks say don't drink-
take time to think,
but it sure beats a nice cup of tea!
2008-10-24


Kathy Lockhart
these are GREAT! Hilarious. you win the prize. i crown you the limerick Queen. I bow down, saying, "I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy." lol
2008-10-24