When the doctor looked at her chart, He said Bernice needed a heart. But where could she find, An organ of that kind? She lucked out at her local Walmart. They really have everything, don’t they? If she was in the Northwest, she could have tried Fred Meyer.
A philosopher fan of Descartes, Decided he’d go into art. But caught up in his ink, He forgot to think, And the universe tore him apart. “I don’t think, therefore I am not.” – Katy, 2021
I asked my six-year-old for a limerick topic. She said: a duck trying to get his money back. Here you go: There was an unfortunate duck. In Vegas, he lost his last buck. So he served and got tips, Then returned with more chips, But continued to have lousy luck.
There once was a hungry whale. Who swallowed his neighbor’s mail. Since this was a crime, He had to do time, And was soon locked away without bail.
James had a rusty antique. (Some said it was Roman or Greek.) Deciding it was a fake, He threw it in the lake, And was never rich, famous, or chic. Moral: He should have gotten expert appraisal. Also, you shouldn’t throw junk in the lake. That’s littering.
There once was a fellow named Jerry. His face was all unkempt and hairy. When his wife said to shave, He had no choice but to cave, Because she was insistent and scary.
There once was a ravenous yeti. Who decided to cook some spaghetti. And he thought skiers great, To add to his plate, So he caught some before it was ready.
There once was a tourist named Clark. On vacation he chose to embark. When his GPS died, He drove into the tide, And had to get help from a shark. I don’t normally recommend asking sharks for directions but this one proved to be helpful.
It is possible to go too far. There once was a woman named Jean. She did nothing but vacuum and clean. She scrubbed the walls and the floor, Until her house was no more, And nothing of it could be seen.
Sree was allergic to cake, To be near one was a mistake. When temptation came, He could not refrain, And he’d end up with a nasty outbreak.