A gal in a black velvet dress
Came into my store for some cress;
But as I had none,
She pulled out a gun,
And of my store made quite a mess.
I recently met Tinkerbell,
She has coaxed me out of my shell.
We are good together,
No matter the weather;
And we love to wander in the dell.
There once was a cat named Hurley,
Whose fur was long and curly.
His mistress loved him,
And to his every whim,
She catered though he was quite surly.
A stranger from deep outer space,
Came to Earth to meet the human race.
He found it quite scary,
And he did not tarry.
He soon disappeared without a trace.
My friend's dog is a giant poodle,
With his nose he likes to doodle.
He's a smart canine friend,
On whom she can depend;
He knows how to use his noodle.
I met a lass at the arcade
I offered her some lemonade.
She spiked it with whiskey,
That made her quite frisky;
So I led her to a forest glade.
There once was a fellow from Brooks,
Who enjoyed the company of crooks.
One day he was caught,
Hung, and left to rot,
And eaten by a flock of rooks.
There once was a farmer named Foisy,
Who lived in the town of Boise.
He grew no potatoes,
But many tomatoes;
This Foisy from Boise was noisy.
If you met my sweet Tinkerbell,
You'd understand why in love I fell.
She is so delightful;
She is never spiteful,
And she lets me tinker with her bell.
A most delightful nurse named Bo,
Asked me to take a placebo.
Since I did not know,
I did not say no;
We then conferred in her gazebo.
great Regis. So many limericks. It's hard work to write one. Loved There once was a cat named Hurley
These petted animals can look surly as if they want to say - let me be a wild cat so I can hunt in the woods and kill birds and other little creepy crawly things. Thank you for reading my poem, Death of a Species. Laurel
"I met a lass at the arcade
I offered her some lemonade.
She spiked it with whiskey,
That made her quite frisky;
So I led her to a forest glade.
I wish I could have a man in the forest glade. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and thos who love you, and be with you always and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Lotta fun, Reg. Maybe that farmer named Foisy should move to
a town in Joisey where the tomatoes are abundant, plump, and
tasty...and nice to look at too. -gene.
I guess it is the smoothness of the visual, but that first limmerick is somehow cool and pulled off with such aplomb... or should that be, bomb: she is a blonde, after all! :)) Boundless energies here as always, Regis. xx
You made a rookery of literary wizardry. A true story…
I once had an uncle named Fred,
left his family who gave him up for dead.
He grew a fine garden in the city,
sold veggies from his truck, what a pity.
Should've put a price on his head.
Clever yet again, Reg, always bring a smile to my face...Here you go, Chantilly..
There once was a farmer named Doc
Who owned a prize winning cock
He kept all the hens happy
To their chicks he was "Pappy"
Doc's cock was one hellava jock
Have a great weekend, Reg.
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on June 10, 2011
Oh my...what would happen if you met me ... hey .... just call me DOC...hmmmmm ...now that sounds interesting doesn't it ... good one darlin...Hugss,much love
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"Murder isn't usually this funny."
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good humor
TJ KHAN
hugs
Kathi
These petted animals can look surly as if they want to say - let me be a wild cat so I can hunt in the woods and kill birds and other little creepy crawly things. Thank you for reading my poem, Death of a Species. Laurel
Sheila
"I met a lass at the arcade
I offered her some lemonade.
She spiked it with whiskey,
That made her quite frisky;
So I led her to a forest glade.
I wish I could have a man in the forest glade. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and thos who love you, and be with you always and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
a town in Joisey where the tomatoes are abundant, plump, and
tasty...and nice to look at too. -gene.
Anna
Amber
Peace
Tony
Daniel
a delight as always, regis.
best wishes,
carolyn
Cheers,
Dan
I once had an uncle named Fred,
left his family who gave him up for dead.
He grew a fine garden in the city,
sold veggies from his truck, what a pity.
Should've put a price on his head.
Ron
I like the Tinkerbell one best :)
Blessings,
Christine
(((HUGS))) et amour, ton ami dans Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Micki
Newfie hugs, rose
Chip Bergeron
all the way through
~Regis~
saying what brought
them about
Lady Vivian
Thank you for posting.
Best regards,
Elizabeth
There once was a farmer named Doc
Who owned a prize winning cock
He kept all the hens happy
To their chicks he was "Pappy"
Doc's cock was one hellava jock
Have a great weekend, Reg.
Take care,
Sherry