Some witches aren't so bad... ...some even inspire limericks.
Limericks XVI
A wicked old witch from the west
Was determined to accomplish her quest
On her magical broom
She spread doom and gloom
She would not let anyone rest
There once was a fellow named Parr
He was a crusty old tar
He liked to tell tales
Of mermaids and whales
Which he did from his stool at the bar
There once was a fellow named Beecher
He was made the town's sole teacher
He did such a poor job
He was canned by a mob
And became the town's sole preacher
A lad from the school of hard knocks
Learned to kick as he learned how to box
He grew tall and strong
Knowing right from wrong
He's become the don of the docks
There once was a lass named Mary
She was known to be quite contrary
She had a garden
Where the local warden
Was seen quite often to tarry
A man from the town of Kildare
Waged a hare at the fair on a dare
Though he did not win
He met up with Gwyn
And together they made a fine pair
A wonderful lady named Quick
Is an accomplished musical chick
She knows all her notes
She gets all our votes
She knows every musical trick
There once was a lady from Weyburn
She had a most wonderful churn
With it she made butter
That made her heart flutter
And all of her customers yearn
There once was rotund fellow
Who would wear nothing but yellow
Mistaken for a squash
He was thrown in the wash
It was then he was heard to bellow
There once was lass named Jackie
She had a pack horse named Lackey
She transported goods
Far into the woods
To a camp where some men made sake
I somehow reading these get the feeling a lot of them can pertain to your life, I do know a lot of them pertain to my life and way of living. Then some are new lessons in life, and some I might try if given the opportunity. Oh no, beware, lol!
I am not a fan of limericks, and don't get them either so I can't say whether you did a great job with this one or not. But I do sense a cheerfulness and fun about the poem.
What an interesting collection Regis! What a powerful gift that brings laughter to the heavy heart causing it to experience joy again! God bless you beyond measure Regis and be encouraged!
Reg, you have cornered the market on limericks! These really are fantastic! They're getting better and better! Don't get too cozy with witches dear Regis;-)
all our smiles added to the bling inspiration of these could light up the whole Den, Regis! Switch????!!!! You'd better not - that would be outrageous... outRegis, in fact!! xx
what a fine brew of casting limiricks
offering her cheeky bun broom sticks
riden high so high from here to there
whispering over toad knuckle toothpicks
naughty incatations stir your potters poetics
it's "Jackie the lass with the pack horse named lackey" that bites at my fantasy Regis -- but for goodness "sake" I know that you already guessed as much -- the one with the broom has chased me long -- 'tis unpleasant indeed for she has great speed -- thanks for a laugh or three and limericks from the man with so many writing tricks and talents -- peace and love be always with you my friend -- Jon Michael
IT IS ALWAYS A PLEASURE TO READ YOUR LIMERICKS...THEY ARE JUST PERFECT, ON EVERY LEVEL; ENTERTAINING AND WELL DONE. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
You are so very clever with these Limericks, Reg. I'll have to give it a try one of these days. As it stands, I've been missing my broom for quite awhile and now I know where it's gotten to! ;) Hugs, Elizabeth
Regis i love them all!
But the ninth one just make me laugh so hard
I love reading your limericks
They always brighten up the day
And some inspire me too
Your the King of limericks
Wishing you Love Peace and Light...Yolie
The second one was my fave because of the mood you set with it. Makes me think Jaws, sailors, and small town. Great job with all of them, though. You're getting better and better. Love and Hugs,
Sheila
Of limericks you are the king,
You can make one out of any thing,
You can make anyone laugh, in winter or in spring,
Wish I had the ability myself, for that ability I think I would sing...e
There once was a witch from the East
Who on newt tails was ordered to feast
She thought perhaps on a grill
The taste might actually thrill
Or make them tender to chew at the least
This is my, quickly off the top of my head, witch limerick. Loved these.
Take care,
Sherry
I can hardly hit the right letters I'm laughing so hard. You are the King of Limerick's and each one is a beaut.
George
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on April 16, 2010
There once was a man from the North. Who liked to put limericks forth. He wrote with the flick of an old hockey stick: that witch turned me into a dwarf! Something like that. Rhyming with North is a tough one. Funny stuff Regis. Hope you're well. Best!
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God bless you, Kathy
Be always safe,
Karen
Lena
Much Love,
Margaret
You words added life to my day.
Dayvid
Blessings,
Carolyn
Love,
ET
offering her cheeky bun broom sticks
riden high so high from here to there
whispering over toad knuckle toothpicks
naughty incatations stir your potters poetics
Lovin Your Limiricks Regis
Vickie
Daniel
Anna
Ron
Leland
Newfie Hugs, Rose
there once was a limerick man
writing them as fast as he can
his goal is smiles
at least for awhile
and I am one loyal fan
Carole~
As usual coming from you, a delightful limerick bouquet!
Georg
blessings,
Christine
Cheers,
Dan
But the ninth one just make me laugh so hard
I love reading your limericks
They always brighten up the day
And some inspire me too
Your the King of limericks
Wishing you Love Peace and Light...Yolie
Sheila
fee
Your pictured Witch is a Hon -
who obviously got some Sun -
her Lucky Magical Broom
seems stroking her Womb
and I sure like the shape of her Bun!
Dirty ole TomKat !!!
You can make one out of any thing,
You can make anyone laugh, in winter or in spring,
Wish I had the ability myself, for that ability I think I would sing...e
Thank for making me laugh. Genuis at work again.
Nicole
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
LOL!...You can always do this so well, as only Regis can speak poetry anytime...anywhere...anyday!!
Sandie Angel :o)
Who on newt tails was ordered to feast
She thought perhaps on a grill
The taste might actually thrill
Or make them tender to chew at the least
This is my, quickly off the top of my head, witch limerick. Loved these.
Take care,
Sherry
George