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The Obligatory Limericks Game Reincarnated
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And so it begins....
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Summer 06 last time it occurred (1906!)
The birds think it's spring
I just heard a lark sing
And then it flew off – just left a big turd
My cat has a habit I hate
She insists on licking my plate
So I'd better feed 'er
To my golden retriever
She’ll come out as a hairball, just wait
Whilst weaving a tissue of lies
I put on a falsified guise
like changing your name
To divert the blame
to those who can take the surprise
"Dear Sir, I am not one of those ! ",
It's just the way that I pose
True, my clothing is scanty
And what's more I'm anti-
panty, so please Sir take off all your clothes
Whilst picking my nose I did find Hanky
a bogie that did bring to mind - YOGF down hill as usual I see...
the meaning of life
And my lack of a wife
And the taste of well-chewed bacon rind.
Smoked Reindeer filet is not bad - (http://rudolf.moonestates.com/)
If it's Rudolph's though, its quite sad
Although I suppose
If it's made from what glows
To eat it at all would be mad. Polonium. Yummy!
Last time Rudolph powdered his nose,
He used polonium, so now it glows
So don't stand too close Weird rhythm, this one.
Or else your ten toes
May fall off, from a terminal dose.
At Christmas, we stop drinking Coke
Our licence to burp we revoke
Off licence, we drink
by the glass load we sink
Of eggnogs and beer ‘til we choke
The great poetaster revolt
It cannot go on. Call a halt.
Write of feelings sublime
About justice and crime
Or I'll pull and then fire my Colt
There was a young lad from St Erth
Who had a remarkable girth
His circumference showed
He bore a huge load
As if he was set to give birth
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