THE GRIM REAPER COMES IN DEEP SLEEP LIMERICK

Willie was not a very deep sleeper,
For he feared an encounter with the grim reaper,
If awake he could stay,
He felt he could run away,
Dreams bondage gives souls to death’s keeper.

RAINY, RAINY, RAIN LIMERICK

Rainy, rainy, rain,
The universe has found its drain,
The outdoors smells wet and rank,
Like an overflowed septic tank,
Spring showers bring depression and pain.

MY DOBERMAN IS A SICKIE.

I once had a Doberman named Nicky,
His name online was Nicky Ickey,
He had pictures of steak bones’
And dog bowls colored all tones,
And my burned shrubs which I thought was sickie.

A RATTLESNAKE WANTED A BEER

A rattlesnake wanted a beer,
I told him to go bite a deer,
He bit me instead,
Now I am half dead,
He drank the beer that was here.

A RAT MIXED HIS WHISKEY AND BEER

A rat mixed his whiskey and beer,
Next day he felt that death was near,
So, he admitted to his wife,
His adultrous second life,
He sobred and had something to fear.

JEFFREY LIKED TO SPOON LIMERICK

Jeffrey liked to sleep until noon,
Then at night he liked to spoon,
He was kissing a girl named Mary,
But, her lips were so hairy,
He thought he was kissing a raccoon.

MY GIRLFRIEND COULD NOT TAKE HER EYES OFF OF ME

Susie was my sweetheart,
She had big eyes of blue,
The only problem Susie had,
Was she had more eyes than two,

I always felt like I was being watched,
Embarrassed, my face turned red,
Susie watched every move I made,
With those eyes in the back of her head,

Susie had a nice personality,
And, her virtue was quite sound,
But, she complained about my every move,
Without even turning around,

Finally, I ditched Susie,
I decided though I hadn’t said,
My next girl will be a floozy,
With no eyes at all on her head.

A LITTLE BABY FISH

There once was a little baby fish,
Growing bigger was his only wish,
He ate like a pig,
He got really big,
‘Till he became a fisherman’s dish

WILLIE GOES OUT INTO THE SNOW LIMERICK

Willie goes out into the snow,
He is buried because of how hard it blow,
But where melting snow drips,
He finds tasty parsnips,
Now Willie does not want to go.


Willie loves his parsnips,
He digs them from under the snow,
Parsnips are a winter crop,
Or when you’re low on dough.

Some people like parsnips and butter,
Others like parsnips with cheese,
Some like parsnips with vinegar and salt,
You can eat them however you please.

SIR DIRK AND HIS ARMOR

There once was a knight named Sir Dirk,
Dragon fighting was his life’s work,
He wore too much tin,
‘Cause he wanted to win,
Fire-breather’s roasted the jerk.

THE INHERITED NOSE OF JEETER

Jeeter had a nose so pronounced,
It weighed a pound if it weighed an ounce,
And, genetics are not fun,
Jeeter’s nose was on his son,
Off his nose a basketball he could bounce.