#NaPoWriMo – Day 27: An endless stream of Limericks (or a stream of endless Limericks)

Limerick

There once was a man from Prestatyn
Who had a car he occasionally sat in
The car it was red
It’s fuel mostly lead
But it…

There once was a man from Preatatyn (possibly the same man, probably not)
Who looked good in a trilby of satin
He wore it with pride
With it tipped to one side
And on Wednesdays…
There was a young lady from Prestatyn (who might or might not have known the man or men from the previous Limericks – it’s unlikely to say the least that she would have; but, it’s not impossible)
Who wore her hair long with a plait in
Whilst out in the street
She discovered a fleet
Of…

There was an old maiden of Rhyl
Who was perched on a high window sill
And one day when drunk
And the temperature’d sunk
She…

5 responses to “#NaPoWriMo – Day 27: An endless stream of Limericks (or a stream of endless Limericks)

  1. Prophylactic poetry πŸ™‚

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