LIMERICKS 4

'Twas a cold grey misty May day
At home I`ve no intentions to stay
With my biker gear on

'Twas a cold grey misty May day
At home I`ve no intentions to stay

Let's have fun this Bank Holiday Monday
Whizzing down a steep hill on a tea tray
So fearless we'll fly
"Geronimo"we'll cry
With no broken bones we do pray!!!

'Twas a cold grey misty May day

Let's have fun this Bank Holiday Monday
Whizzing down a steep hill on a tea tray
So fearless we'll fly
"Geronimo"we'll cry

Let's have fun this Bank Holiday Monday
Whizzing down a steep hill on a tea tray
So fearless we'll fly

Let's have fun this Bank Holiday Monday
Whizzing down a steep hill on a tea tray

Let's have fun this Bank Holiday Monday

But I'm fearful that I can hear thunder
I trust your ears foretell a real blunder
The lightening is bright
Ruining our sleepy night
For certain, the duvet, we'll stay under!

But I'm fearful that I can hear thunder
I trust your ears foretell a real blunder
The lightning is bright
Ruining our sleepy night

But I'm fearful that I can hear thunder
I trust your ears foretell a real blunder
The lightning is bright

But I'm fearful that I can hear thunder
I trust your ears foretell a real blunder

The bluebells are out in the woods
A picnic we'll have with baked goods
We'll hear chirping birds
There`ll be no cross words
And we'll have strawberries and ice cream for puds.

But I'm fearful that I can hear thunder

The bluebells are out in the woods
A picnic we'll have with baked goods
We'll hear chirping birds
There`ll be no cross words

The bluebells are out in the woods
A picnic we'll have with baked goods
We'll hear chirping birds

The bluebells are out in the woods
A picnic we'll have with baked goods

A pastoral setting I can foresee,
Where I can take my shoes off and run free
toes in the running brook
After which I’ll enjoy a good book
A perfect day,I think you'll agree.

The bluebells are out in the woods

A pastoral setting I can foresee,
Where I can take my shoes off and run free
toes in the running brook
After which I’ll enjoy a good book

A pastoral setting I can forsee,
Where I can take my shoes off and run free
toes in the running brook

A pastoral setting I can forsee,
Where I can take my shoes off and run free

I have a small dog, he's a whippet
Now need I be far more explicit
A spaniel he's not
I love him a lot
Who then cares whether he`s illicit?

A pastoral setting I can forsee

That's why I challenged, FarNorth

I have a small dog, he's a whippet
Now need I be far more explicit
A spaniel he's not
I love him a lot

Oops

I have a small dog, he's a whippet
Now need I be far more explicit
A spaniel he's not

park/walk don't rhyme, but I've seen worse in these limericks

I took the two kids to the park
They thought it a bit of a lark
They hid behind trees
And chased bumble bees
While I sat about in my sark.

We then had ice cream with pink wafers

I have a small dog, he's a whippet
Now need I be far more explicit

I took the two kids to the park
They thought it a bit of a lark
They hid behind trees
And chased bumble bees
And now they're all alone in the dark!

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I have a small dog, he's a whippet