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The Obligatory Limericks Game
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When the Crescenters arrive at Rab...
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And though it be brief, 'tis not pretty
For the tale's one of woe
As these ditties go
'cos I support Birmingham City.
It was in Scotland I seem to remember
That I had begun to dismember
A turtle called Pete
I needed to eat
Since breakfast was served last September
As the Old Year came to an end
And my brain cells all went round the bend
I said "Happy Hogmanay!"
And saw out the day
Passed out, on the floor, with a friend
It's still not New Year in Caracas (as I write)
And the natives are causing a fracas pronunciation wild...
For they love Hogmanay
But would get blown away
If they used fireworks as maracas
Among my new year's resolutions
I shall try to refine my ablutions
I shall shave every day Sorry, Chalky - nowt personal!
For it's so distingué
'mongst those whom "I'mSorryIHaven'tAClue" shuns.
I once had a donkey to lunch
With a sigh he started to munch
"oh, this lettuce is limp"
"oh, this lettuce is limp"
"And I don't like the shrimp"
so from now on we only do brunch!
A Happy New Year to you all
In particular those who're named Paul
and Kathys as well,
And Simon, and Nell
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