I went to search in the patch, For a fat pumpkin to snatch. The vegetable’s fate Was muffins on my plate. I promptly whipped up a batch. I gained ten pounds just writing this limerick.
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Category Archives: poetry
Thursday Limerick: Fall
Everything’s cinnamon spice, And sweaters are comfy and nice. We’re done with the pool, ‘Cause the weather is cool, This season is paradise. I used to be a summer purist but I’ve grown to appreciate fall in my old age.
Thursday Limerick: Tricky Plant
A botanist went on a rant, On how to care for his favorite plant. Too wet or too dry, It would wither and die. Its tolerance was incredibly scant.
Thursday Limerick: Betrayed by Technology
A burglar purchased a book, Called Ten Tips for Being a Crook. So his search engine knew, What he was going to do, And had the police take a look.
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Thursday Limerick: Random Research
A scientist applied for some grants, So she could teach bugs to wear pants. But she was denied, And the reason supplied: It is impractical to dress ants. This experiment raises important questions like when making pants for insects, do you add four or six leg holes? I’m thinking maybe the first set of legsContinue reading “Thursday Limerick: Random Research”
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Thursday Limerick: Social Media
An internet troll loved to fight. And would argue online day and night. Though he loved to correct, He would never reflect, And was always convinced he was right.
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Thursday Limerick: Summary of a Typical Artist’s Mental State
A painter admired his art, While pressing his hands to his heart. But the very next day, He threw it away, And decided to make a fresh start. The struggle is real.
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Thursday Limerick: Chatterbox
If you see Mrs. Rat come your way, It’s best that you run away. For the talkative rat, Will do nothing but chat, And she’ll gladly keep you all day.
Thursday Limerick: The Plants that Won’t Die
When he began in the spring, The gardener felt like a king. Then the dandelions grew, Tore the garden in two, And he couldn’t do a darn thing.
Thursday Limerick: People Pleaser
A woman whose name was Louise, Broke herself trying to please. She made her hands throb, Doing everyone’s job, While her fellows enjoyed lives of ease. Don’t be Louise. Set boundaries. Say yes to saying no!
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The Fables of Para Sympan 