Limericks 14

Money doesn`t make you happy
Without it life is rather crappy
Live within means
Eat lots of baked beans

Money doesn't make you happy
Without it life is rather crappy
Live within means

Money doesn't make you happy
Without it life is rather crappy

I'm sure Jean won't mind stumping up
Drips in diamonds, gold-plated cup
And flunkies galore
Money, even even more
As bubbly champagne she'll sup.

Money doesn't make you happy

I'm sure Jean won't mind stumping up
Drips in diamonds, gold-plated cup
And flunkies galore
Money, even more

I'm sure Jean won't mind stumping up
Drips in diamonds, gold-plated cup
And flunkies galore

I'm sure Jean won't mind stumping up
Drips in diamonds, gold-plated cup

Thank you for the explanation FarNorth but I don't think I will bother anymore.

That's the rule over on the 'very strict' thread Billybob but limericks don't always have to stick to that, as long as they scan.
That's the tricky bit, tho.

At home I'm called the Queen of Clean
All surfaces have a great sheen
And that reminds me
Must charge a large fee
Next time I help out my chum Jean.

I'm sure Jean won't mind stumping up

At home I'm called the Queen of Clean
All surfaces have a great sheen
And that reminds me
Must charge a large fee

Juliet I have never heard of 88558, however that's me told!

At home I'm called the Queen of Clean
All surfaces have a great sheen
And that reminds me

At home I’m called the Queen of Clean
All surfaces have a great sheen

I’m desperate to make a few bob
I'll do any kind of a job
I’ll be your skivvy
I’ll clean your privy
And that filthy oven and hob

At home I’m called the Queen of Clean

I’m desperate to make a few bob
I'll do any kind of a job
I’ll be your skivvy
I’ll clean your privy

I’m desperate to make a few bob
I'll do any kind of a job
I’ll be your skivvy

I’m desperate to make a few bob
I'll do any kind of a job

There was a jeweller from Jarrow
Who once had a market barrow
Though he sold cheap tat
He was a fat cat
His children, all went to Harrow

I’m desperate to make a few bob

Billybob the limerick rhythm is 88558 and we try to keep to that so again I’ve altered your line slightly

There was a jeweller from Jarrow
Who once had a market barrow
Though he sold cheap tat
He was a fat cat

There was a jeweller from Jarrow
Who once had a market barrow
But all he sold was cheap tat

There was a jeweller from Jarrow
Who once had a market barrow

She died very lonely but rich
But what she'd wanted was to hitch
Men found her too lean
And could be quite lean
But fashionistas she did bewitch.

There was a jeweller from Jarrow

She died very lonely but rich
But what she’d wanted was to hitch
Men found her too lean
And could be quite mean

She died very lonely but rich
But what she’d wanted was to hitch
To someone most suave

She died very lonely but rich
But what she’d wanted was to hitch
Men found her too lean