LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
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Saturday, February 8, 2025
ARNIE RENTS HIS TENT, BUSINESS
Arnie went to the park, and pitched a big tent,
He made himself rich by charging folks, a rent,
To avoid a police warning,
Armies tent came down by morning,
All the patrons thought the tent was heaven sent.
TRINA IS RAT DANCING FOR YOUTUBE CLICKS
Trina likes to Rat Dance where it's a dark and dismal, rural,
Sometimes with a dancing mink, and sometimes a dancing squirrel,
When Trina gets home,
Her mouth fills with foam,
When bit by her dancing friends, Trina gets sick, and has to hurl.
HUMANS NEED THEIR HEAD REDESIGNED
The human face and head are shaped, so weird,😶
They're ugly, in the open, they get jeered,👎
An alien face,👍
One born in outer space,🌟
Is a lot prettier, so I have heared.👽
CARTER THE ROCKETEER, SWEET DREAMS OLD CHAP
Carter got a degree in rockets, so he could sail them into the sky,
Carter used only dynamite for fuel, and it propelled the pieces, high,
Carter dreamed his pieces would reach Mars,
Then maybe pass by some distant stars,
When dear Carter's fuel blew him away, the coroner wondered, how and why?
AT LEAST HE DIDN'T EAT IT
My little brother is psychotic, bad,
He picked his nose at the store, nasty lad,
Brother wiped boogs from his nose,
Across his newly, cleaned clothes,
That embarrassed to tears, both mom and dad.
TRINA AND THE WHOPPER WOOLY
Trina got some brand new, pink shoes that fit her tiny, little feet,
Mom packed Trina a sack lunch, so she could stuff her small face and eat,
Trina had a bully,
Her name, Whopper Wooly,
Trina gave Wooly her lunch each day, to avoid a whopper, beat.
TRINA AND THE FIZZY DRINK
My big sister, Trina, wanted me to get her a fizzy drink,
I just scooped up some soapy water, from the bottom of the sink,
She sipped some fizzy, and well,
The sink bottom, I now dwell,
The worst thing is the garbage disposal, it makes a big, loud clink.
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Friday, February 7, 2025
I'M THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME, FISHES
Tammy let everyone know that she was a G.O.A.T
The greatest of all time, at sailing a sailing boat,
Her jealous brother, Doug,
Pulled her big, sailboat plug,
Tammy sank down to Poseidon, and that's all she wrote.
KEEP YOUR NOSE CLEAN, OR THE BEDBUGS WILL GET YOU!
Sammy had little, baby bedbugs maturing in his nose,
All the neighbors would get bedbugs, upon a Sammy expose,
Sammy spread bedbugs near and far,
He drove them around, in his car,
When Sammy died from bedbug bites, they spread through Sammy's used clothes.
I ENTERTAIN WITH MY LIPS
I was up on the main stage, showing off my whistling ways,
I whistle real good, and at major concert venues, it pays,
I whistled, "Sweet Mary From Pike",
That's a tune, they usually like,
This audience was grumpy, because of technical delays.
WORT PICKERS SUBJECT TO FINES AND JAIL
Jimmy picked at his oozing, purple, hairy wart,
That got him arrested, and a day in night court,
Jimmy flubbed his case,
His defense, no base,
Jimmy went to jail, under a police escort.
CLAY CROCKING THE STEW
I read one cooking book every day,
Mostly, on cooking in pots made of clay,
When I crock cook my stew,
I will share some with you,
The best meat for the crock stew, is blue jay.
RAT DANCE, I TRIED
I watched a rat dance; figured it was too much for me,
There was too much fast movement, and sort of silly,
I gave it a real try,
Broke my hip, bruised my thigh,
I had a big rat crash, and it was a dilly.
Thursday, February 6, 2025
MY SHOE GARDEN
I had a cabbage, growing in my tennis shoe,
That a cabbage could grow there, I just never knew,
It started crowding my toes,
I picked it, and had it froze,
In the deep freezer, I'll save the cabbage for stew.
BLOODSHOT: A VAMPIRE LIMERICK
Late at night, something scratched at my window, while I laid in bed,
I ignored it for a while, then it was scratching on my head,
It was a vampire rousing my veins,
He drank the blood headed into my brains,
Everyone at work next day, said my eyes were bloodshot red.
IN THE GARDEN OF GOOD AND WEEVIL
The weevil in my veggie garden, is eating off the leaves,
He eats the fleshy greens, and across the many plants, he weaves,
He's fast at work,
That little jerk,
He thinks he is really smart, because he knows it's me, he peeves.
THE BIG RACCOON ATE SUPPER
The raccoon and I knew that the near future would reveal,
Which one of us would become the other's evening meal,
I through hard fists in the fight,
The raccoon did scratch and bite,
After supper, the racoon said I was tender, like veal.
LOSING IT AT THE GYM
My buddy ate two pounds of tasty, dried plum,
I told my buddy, he should only eat some,
It was at the local town gym,
My bud lost all foods, within him,
Buddy got banned for spreading poop like a bum.
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
PETER POTATO ROTS
There is this big bad potato, his real name is Pete,
He stinks so darn bad, he's never been chosen to eat,
He is out of the potato bin,
Potato stink, is a tater sin,
Someone gave Pete the heave-ho, now he rots near the street.
MY WORLD OF WORMS
I have worms growing in my old, mushy brains,
I have worms growing in my clogged-up heart veins,
Some tape worms from the deli,
Made a home in my belly,
I do not worry about any weight gains.
MY PARTNER AND I CONQUERED SPACE, AND RAISED MOO
We once built a space rocket, it was shaped like a shoe,
Didn't look aerodynamic, but it fly, flown and flew,
We burned it straight to Mars,
Sold electronic cars,
Then we bought us a ranch, and raised those cows that go moo.
THE WE WALLOP WINKY
I would very often get a wallop, alongside my head,
It's the Winky family language, no words are ever said,
All is quiet as a cold, dead mouse,
In my Grandma Winky's little house,
It is where we're born, and we live, and wallop, until we're dead.
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Tuesday, February 4, 2025
THE BRAIN WORM TWIST
There's a big, juicy brain worm, twisting around in my head,
The kids saw it in my ear, that is when the kids all fled,
I have an anti-brain worm power,
I just have to suck on something sour,
I'll eat a dill pickle, and the worm will twist until dead.
FILLED MY SOUFFLE WITH CHERRIES, ONE SUNNY DAY
I walked down to the berry store, on one sunny day,
I needed fresh cranberries to spruce up my souffle,
They were out of cranberries,
I bought some pit filled cherries,
Once my cherries got pitted, I walked home, straight away.
Monday, February 3, 2025
TRINA AND THE POPSICLE LADY
Trina went outside, and stood in the sub-zero snowstorm,
Trina wouldn't stay inside, because she said it was too warm,
Trina forgot she was old,
Didn't know the hot from the cold,
Trina froze like a popsicle, a mid-winter storm norm.
THE UGLY, ALPHA RODENT
There is a big ugly, alpha mouse,
He's the biggest mouse inside my house,
He consumed my dried berries,
Sucked the pits from my cherries,
Lately, he has been dating my spouse.
THE CLERK WENT BOBBER FISHING
There is no stuff on the shelves at the store where I work,
Which has made very unemployed, this hourly clerk,
It's a cross-border fling,
Some tariff bling thing,
I'm going bass fishing, maybe my bobber will jerk.
THE UP 25% LIMERICK
What is this with costs going up 25%?
That is what the landlord said, he's jacking up my rent,
I can't afford the grocery store,
My kids lick their dinners off the floor,
They lick, and lick, and lick, with their tiny tongues all bent.
Sunday, February 2, 2025
NEW HEAD CHIP AND A NEW NAME
When they found me, my eyes were soulless, and I was pronounced dead.
They screwed a silicon, wafer chip, deep into my brain-head,
Before I died, I was named Ernie,
But now that I'm back from my journey,
I forgot the before, I entered deaths door, now I'm called Zed.
THE OLD BAG AND THE PIPES
There once was an old piper who lived down the street,
He'd play old Scottish songs for some mead and some meat,
The piper played loud,
And old grandma Dowd,
Took out her hammer, and gave his pipe bag a beat.
SHE SLAUGHTERED HER MAN, AND DIED IN THE CAN
I once new this person, her name was Kittles Wainwright,
She worked doing trapeze flights, at the circus all night,
She fell from the sky,
Killed the ringleader guy,
She died in a prison from an infected bug bite.
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