Limericks 8

I met a tall man from the West
Who had the most hairy broad chest
I fancied him rotten

I met a tall man from the West
Who had the most hairy broad chest

Oops! Sorry Bellanonna.

There once was a hedgehog called Mikey
He wanted some trainers from Nike
He'd then speed across roads
Avoiding all toads
And lorries that would stop him being spiky

There once was a hedgehog called Mikey
He wanted some trainers from Nike
He'd then speed across roads
Avoiding all toads
But his survival was highly unlikely

I met a tall man from the West

There once was a hedgehog called Mikey
He wanted some trainers from Nike
He'd then speed across roads
Avoiding all toads

My cat is supposed to be white,
But really looks rather a fright

There once was a hedgehog called Mikey
He wanted some trainers from Nike
He'd then speed across roads

My cat is supposed to be white,

I oncehad a dog called Rex
Who frolicked around with Tex
His paws were both white
And last thing at night,
He would rear up and show us his pecs

There once was a hedgehog called Mikey
He wanted some trainers from Nike

I once had a dog called Rex
Who frolicked around with Tex
His paws were both white
And last thing at night
He made a cat's cradle with flex

There once was a hedgehog called Mikey

I once had a dog called Rex
Who frolicked around with Tex
His paws were both white
And last thing at night

I once had a dog called Rex
Who frolicked around with Tex
His paws were both white

I once had a dog called Rex
Who frolicked around with Tex

A winsome young lady from Crewe
Walked down the street, dressed in blue
She sashayed and pouted
And all of us shouted
Where are you going, she hadn't a clue!

I once had a dog called Rex

A winsome young lady from Crewe
Walked down the street, dressed in blue
She sashayed and pouted
And all of us shouted

A winsome young lady from Crewe
Walked down the street, dressed in blue
She sashayed and pouted

A winsome young lady from Crewe
Walked down the street, all dressed in blue

Perhaps I will float up to heaven
But please, not until I'm hundred and seven
There’s still life in me yet
So I'll hop on a jet
And fly off to Devon with Kevin

A winsome young lady from Crewe

Perhaps I will float up to heaven
But please, not until I'm hundred and seven
There’s still life in me yet
So I'll hop on a jet

Perhaps I will float up to heaven
But please, not until I'm hundred and seven
There’s still life in me yet

Perhaps I will float up to heaven
But please, not until I'm hundred and seven

Should never have had that glass of wine
My antics now are tomorrow's headline
I stood on my head
Jumped off the bed
Now I'm in A&E with a "don't resuscitate" sign.

Perhaps I will float up to heaven

Should never have had that glass of wine
My antics now are tomorrow's headline
I stood on my head
Jumped off the bed