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The Obligatory Limericks Game Reincarnated
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And so it begins....
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Simons Mith
Is a famously infrequent flyer
Projoy
He mostly takes cabs
Rosie
To his various rehabs
Software
And his cycling is said to be dire
Projoy
A friend of a friend of a friend
Uncle Korky
Has driven me right round the bend
Tuj
This tenuous acquaintance
Gotta gloss over a syllable in tenuous there
Projoy
Is rather high-maint'ance
Gotta gloss over a syllable there too.
Rosie
And may not survive in the end.
(Proj, penpenpenult.) I've killed the bloody lot, mate. :-)
Tuj
No man is an island, they say
Chalky
'Though Manxmen might just disagré
Projoy
They chat and they hug less
not reallyChalky
And stay shy of Douglas
I Say, Porter!
And they never come out to play
Projoy
A headache at five is just great
Knobbly
If it leaves by a quarter to eight
Oriel
But if it should stay
irach
For most of the day
Juxtapose
Romance is farfetched for your mate
Rosie
While painting my room yellow ochre
Tuj
I received an odd call from my broker
irach
"You're quite in the red"
Projoy
"You've no green stuff," he said
Marc
Now quit playing Black Jack and Poker!
Projoy
I long for a long-lasting night
Rosie
Where my fancy can truly take flight
Chalky
But sadly, I lack
Software
The relevant knack
irach
To get all the works all upright
Tuj
A lovely young mayor named Ken
Joe
Convened the town council at 'ten'
Raak
He loudly decreed
Software
"From traffic be freed!"
penelope
And may all traffic lights stick at zen!"
Projoy
Oh, play me those hot ragtime blues!
Uncle Korky
I'm wearing my new dancing shoes
Software
I'm ready to bop
gil
Or even Hip-hop
Simons Mith
And you can all clap from the pews
Projoy
The happiest one of my days
Rosie
Was when I stole from the Krays
gil
A vegetable squeezer
I Say, Porter!
An upright fridge freezer
irach
And a bra that clad Modesty Blaise
Software
There once was a lad from old Bristol
Kim
Who roamed around town with a pistol
Simons Mith
He only shot blanks
Rosie
For which we give thanks
I Say, Porter!
'cos the whole bloody town's made of crystal.
Juxtapose
S,K,SM,R,ISP - awesome
I met a small swami from Dili
Simons Mith
Who wanted to move somewhere hilly
Raak
I suggested Nepal
Rosie
Where the hills are so tall
Projoy
You ascend; you transcend; you go silly.
Rosie
There was an old codger from Fareham
Software
Who liked women's clothes and would wear 'em
Projoy
But when he went out
Raak
He was struck with this doubt:
I Say, Porter!
Should I take me clothes off? That'd scare 'em!
Projoy
The antics of Pepe le Pew
Software
Apart from smelling were really quite few
irach
In his amourous pursuits he shows more persistence than Robert the Bruce's spider
irach
Oops...wrong move , wrong game... nix that
The ladies he hounded
Chalky
[irach] understandable mistake .. given the bizarre scansion in line 2 :-) Think I'll wait for the next one to come along.
I Say, Porter!
[Chalky] You can wait ages for one...
Chalkee
[IS,P] how right you are!
Rosie
By odour confounded
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