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Let’s Liberate Limericks!

cabcool
Guardian of Shadows
Jamaica 12awards
Joined 27th Feb 2014
Forum Posts: 740

Anything for some bread!
Now isn't that well said.
But feeding the needy
And gorging the greedy
Ensures the world is fed.

Thanks, Berea.

cab

snugglebuck
Dangerous Mind
United States 77awards
Joined 3rd Feb 2014
Forum Posts: 1873

St. Paddy Laddy

A young lad from Napa Valley

Drank to much on St. Paddy's

Waking the next day

Much to his dismay

He'd married Sasquatch Sally
Written by snugglebuck
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AnonymousBystander
Fire of Insight
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Joined 28th Sep 2018
Forum Posts: 226

Oh if only

There was a girl called Naomi,
who'd swallow any baloney.
We would all be shot by Cupid
if only she wasn't stupid.
Good looks and brains, oh if only.
Written by AnonymousBystander
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cabcool
Guardian of Shadows
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Joined 27th Feb 2014
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Thanks for your entry, Sir snuggle:
Your humour comes out without struggle!

cab

cabcool
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I appreciate your support and entry, AB.  Please see my further comment in PM.

Blessings.

cab

AnonymousBystander
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom 3awards
Joined 28th Sep 2018
Forum Posts: 226

Hungry Visit (to Limerick)

A fox came to visit last night.
He was foraging for a bite,
he look'd in the bin
to find a strange tin
of out dat'd spam: food not right.
Written by AnonymousBystander
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Bumstead
Strange Creature
Joined 15th June 2019
Forum Posts: 1

Three Limers

The menu was more than appealing:        
Kielbasa, a cup of Darjeeling;          
she drank her tea sweet          
and loved the rare meat,          
so ordered the Twinnings            
still squealing.          
           
A witch who loved licorice from hell          
took her Twizlers and got a motel;          
she unpacked her broom          
and rode ‘round the room          
sucking red ‘bove the bed          
casting spells.          
           
A plumber by day, Sophie slept          
with man and a wrench that she kept          
around for a leak,          
her skills were unique          
and she loosened his nuts            
‘till he wept
Written by Bumstead
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cabcool
Guardian of Shadows
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Excellent comeback, AB!  I see the application of further insight.

NB  There are no rules against editing earlier entries.

cab

cabcool
Guardian of Shadows
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Ha ha!
Thank you for your lim'rick, Bumstead;
I'm certain each part will be read.
The whole sends a tickle
To prove just how fickle
The punny bone is when undead.

cab

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cabcool
Guardian of Shadows
Jamaica 12awards
Joined 27th Feb 2014
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Thank you for your entry, RexDurkin .
At first I had thought you were shirkin'.
In just a short time,
We draw the red line.
I'm glad your lim finger is workin'.

cab

wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
United States 147awards
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 1757

Zen and the Art of Fart

(a story in 5 limericks)

The grandmaster seemed to have a sixth sense,
Meditating amidst jade and incense,
When in silence so profound,
The grandmaster made a sound,
That some of us described as flatulence.

We looked at each other in disbelief,
Still staying quiet like a falling leaf,
Resonance like assonance,
Surely sounded like flatulence,
When again, grandmaster found more relief.

But the grandmaster kept still nonetheless,
Deep in meditation with some finesse,
As we kept to reverence,
We could smell the flatulence,
Which the grandmaster would not address.

Our minds could no longer contemplate,
It had become difficult to meditate,
The grandmaster deep in thought,
By now had been clearly caught,
Gases he was trying to liberate!

But the grandmaster then it seemed,
Broke loud wind like we’ve never heard or seen,
Then with wisdom and guidance,
The grandmaster broke his silence,
And said: Excuse me, but I blame the beans.
Written by wallyroo92
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spacemod69
Twisted Dreamer
Australia
Joined 13th May 2019
Forum Posts: 8

Morning Routine

A puppy dog, not wanting to eat
Sat down on her plaid covered seat
Refusing all food
Put Dad in a bad mood
Started steaming from all of the heat
Written by spacemod69
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The winner of this competition and any runners up were decided by public vote.

Thank you to the following members for voting:

JusTim_, FromTheAsh, LivDiane, Ely, Billy_Snagg, Marks, Tallen, Eerie, DawnRaider, Stoney223, Hepcat61, Layla, cabcool, Heaven_sent_Kathy, Amorous_tryst, SatInUGal, AnonymousBystander, admin, eswaller, David_Macleod, _shadoe_, SilverBeaver_42

Josh
Joshua Bond
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 2nd Feb 2017
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Wow, that was a surprise in my feed just now. Thank you to all voters - to cabcool for running the comp - and for the interesting reads from all the other contributors.

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