mc5 - The Obligatory Limericks Game

I dropped in the pot

rab

A crusty old Scot

Wol

- when he came out, his curlies were wavy. There is no alternative ...

We were sad when Pants went away Yes, we were :-(

It was oh such a very sad day

penelope

For both players and vicars Hmm... anyone in a real 'Friday afternoon' frame of mind care to follow on...?

Are bereft of their knickers ... wondering if there was a ruder word I could have used . .

As they squat in the cats litter tray

Darren

If you catch a whiff of ammonia,

Raak

You should travel at once to Livonia

Kim

Eùmist kõrd mierdõ (Carpe Diem invoked)

You've pissed up me 'airdo Er . . .Will this do?

And now I've got double pneumonia ... best I could do - given the bizarre switch to 'first person'.

I don't mind the getting up early

Breadmaster

When the dawn is tendrilled and pearly

Darren

But what I can't stand

snorgle

Is the touch of your hand

plump

That's caressing my Curly Wurly

Tuj

I once was attacked by a squirrel