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The Obligatory Limericks Game
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When the Crescenters arrive at Rab...
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You’d better turn left in Botswana?
She walked along Copacabana
masked by nought but a smoking Havana
But when the wind blew
up her dress flew!
some white-space here In a
Clearly provocative manner.
(revealed she’s a Fata Morgana?)
In order to make a white sauce
To compliment your favorite fish course
Take some butter and flour
Stir at least once an hour
Then remove from the pan with brute force!
Soft bran, taken three times a day,
For chick’s, to keep the cock away, ...birdie nam nam...
Little chicks that are fed
Little chicks in my bed....
It'll fix all their ailments, hooray! [Marc] <mode="patronise"> line four scanned wonderfully, nearly there with line two ;-) </mode>
Please look at my lovely new bladder!
A loan from my grandma’s puff adder,
The large venom sac
Can be strapped on my back
And doubles-up as a nice ladder
My sting then may spit a big splatter (using rhyming license 2684, US-accent imitation, and [Bigsmith] "Age before beauty!" ;-)
(Which is banned at the Henley Regatta)
[Marc] I believe the usual retort to "age before beauty" is "pearls before swine". :) Continuing from what I take is UK's second line of a limerick beginning with your last line...
I must first get my coat
Then as ‘Korky’ we’ll float…
As my world may suddenly shatter.
Red Baron chased this Sopwith Camel,
Steered his plane - one eye of enamel,
One tooth of pure steel,
And a screw-off left heel
Curse you!, you Teutonic trammel
I'm itching to tell you my news!
Termites are eating the pews!
The vicar's gone mad!
There’s nothing to add!...lots of !!! tonite...
Does all of this tend to bemuse?
You know, I look forward to Monday
'Cos it always comes right after Sunday (grabbing the only rhyme for "Monday" in the language...)
Tho' Saturdays tend
To mark the weed's end One epiphany after another, this one...
Goddammit, "weeks's", you know I meant
Oh, I give up.
...let’s hope you are through before Friday?
They Samba a lot down in Rio,
While driving in a Renault Clio
So when you cross the street
Don't look at your feet
Just do it all with style e con brio.
“I can’t dance but I’m yours!” she said,
"But you'll find that I'm alright in bed"
So under the duvet
We play games that two play taking the male voice for this line
She came first past the post by a head.
disgraceful!
It's time for a nice cup of soup
Because everything else I throw up (Northern accent declared)
…unless whiskey you add… (any accent possible)
...then you won't feel so bad (RP invoked)
Though it may cause a case of the droop.
"The game," Sherlock said, "is afoot!"
"Let's follow these footprints of soot!" (It could happen)
My dear Watson, however,
Not nearly so clever
Quite ugly, and bald as a coot
There's a bloke that works in our office
Who says he's the author of Sophos (the virus)
He is bald but not bold
and frankly looks old
But his code's not as vile as his cough is.
Standing naked, on hill, with eyes closed
Is not as much fun as supposed
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