There was a young ship rat named Sherman,
The sailors all called him a vermon,
But, when the ship caught on fire,
And, things looked real dire,
He saved all but himself said the sermon.
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Friday, May 28, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
THERE WAS A FRENCH POODLE NAMED DORIS-Limerick
There was a French poodle named Doris,
She fell in love with a dash hound named Morris,
But, Morris did not care,
He had affair after affair,
Making Doris just part of his chorus.
She fell in love with a dash hound named Morris,
But, Morris did not care,
He had affair after affair,
Making Doris just part of his chorus.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
BASIL AND HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW LIMERICK
The thing that old Basil feared the very most,
Was when his mother-in-law became a ghost,
She would not go away,
She stayed night and day,
She used his mistress’s body as a host.
Was when his mother-in-law became a ghost,
She would not go away,
She stayed night and day,
She used his mistress’s body as a host.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
THE MOTHER'S DAY LIMERICKS
By Leigh Collin Brandt
Behind the flowers in pots of clay,
Behind the smiles while children play,
There is no other,
Like your mother,
Give her praise on Mother's Day.
No matter what other's smirk and say,
It's mom's encouragement you'll obey,
She won't talk you down,
She'll turn round your frown,
Celebrate her on Mother's Day.
Though years have past and you've grown apart,
There's a day each year that you can re-start,
Just contact and say,
Happy Mother's Day,
Once said then the words heal your heart.
Behind the flowers in pots of clay,
Behind the smiles while children play,
There is no other,
Like your mother,
Give her praise on Mother's Day.
No matter what other's smirk and say,
It's mom's encouragement you'll obey,
She won't talk you down,
She'll turn round your frown,
Celebrate her on Mother's Day.
Though years have past and you've grown apart,
There's a day each year that you can re-start,
Just contact and say,
Happy Mother's Day,
Once said then the words heal your heart.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
THE EQUESTRIAN QUESTION ABOUT SAMMY SUE
By Leigh Collin Brandt
There was a race pony named Sammy Sue,
Sammy Sue did not know what to do,
Was he a boy or,
Was she a girl,
How should his behind swag and unfurl?
Sammy Sue of course finished first,
This situation was the worst of worst,
Should this mare be placed with a bud?
Or, should this stallion be put out to stud?
There was a race pony named Sammy Sue,
Sammy Sue did not know what to do,
Was he a boy or,
Was she a girl,
How should his behind swag and unfurl?
Sammy Sue of course finished first,
This situation was the worst of worst,
Should this mare be placed with a bud?
Or, should this stallion be put out to stud?
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