The Thursday limerick has returned! Hope you enjoy this five verse cultural commentary: There was a philosophy grad, Who insisted
“Samantha, please unlock the door,” Karen repeated, raising her voice slightly so Samantha could hear.
“I’m sorry, Karen,” Samantha answered. “But I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
Osa didn’t understand Human the way that Tango did, but she knew a few words here and there.
For instance, she knew “¡Osa Mala!” meant “You have sinned against the gods”.
“¡No coma eso!” was what Juan usually shouted before prying her mouth open. It probably meant “You must offer me a piece of your food in reparation for this sin.”
The food gods were called Juan and Kimberly Rodriguez. They were benevolent gods. At least Osa thought so. Osa was
There once was a middle aged witch, Who got a rebellious twitch, She sold her old broom,For a car that went vroom. And
I asked my four year old what to write a limerick about today. She said: “Pumpkin eating skeletons.” Here you
Everyone knows that witches like to eat children. Hazel and Thistle were no different. They were sisters who lived together
Happy Thursday! Here is your weekly limerick: There once was a clothes-wearing hawk. Who attempted to put on a sock.
Here is your weekly limerick! I know a blogger named Dwight.* Who always insists he is right. If you counter
There once was a literate frog, Who decided to start his own blog. Posts on how to baste flies, And