Limericks XV

There once was a brave knight named Drake
He was always alert and awake
Some said he was ruthless
But they were proved clueless
He would not even make a lamb quake

They say there's a fool on the hill
Some say that he would like to kill
But these are just lies
When you look in his eyes
You can see that he bears no ill will

There once was a ghost named McDermit
He lived on a hill like a hermit
He seldom came down
To visit the town
But he did for his haunting permit

There once was a young mole named Joel
He wanted to climb up a pole
His inadequate feet
Did not permit this feat
So Joel the mole stayed in his hole

There once was a fellow from Cork
Folks said that he was a dork
But he proved them all wrong
When he wrote a song
And became the darling of York

There once was a fat goose named Moose
His favourite food was couscous
He loved to play cards
In the park with the bards
His most lucky card was the deuce

A would-be writer of sonnets
Can't tell them apart from nonets
His works have been banned
Right across the land
Now he spends all his time making bonnets

A man from the town of Kildare
Took a bear from its lair on a dare
And then quite by chance
He taught it to dance
Now together they make quite a pair

I once knew a gal named Joanne;
She drove a delivery van.
She was most efficient,
Which made it sufficient
For Joanne to exclaim, "Yes I can!"

There once was a hot dog vendor
Who drank and went on a bender
His fire went out
But he did not pout
He cooked on his vehicle's fender


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