July21 - limericks

Lock down really suited me fine.
I stay at home with me and mine.
Just us together.
Like birds of a feather
Problem is we drank too much wine

My shopping is now done on-line

My shopping is now done online.
I find it saves lots of time

My shopping is now done online
I find it saves lots of time
But they make mistakes

My shopping is now done online.
I find it saves lots of time.
But they make mistakes.
And I get irate

My shopping is now done online
I find it saves lots of time
But they make mistakes
And I get irate
With a substitution or nine.

I'll go there and push the trolley

I'll go there and push the trolley
And try not to spend much lolly

I`ll go there and push the trolley
And try not to spend too much lolly
But things do tempt me

I’ll go there and push the trolley
And try not to spend too much lolly
But things do tempt me
Buy one, get one free!

I’ll go there and push the trolley
And try not to spend too much lolly
But things do tempt me
Buy one, get one free!
What a great bargain, by golly!

I like cheese, both cheddar and brie

I like cheese, both cheddar and brie
Smoked salmon and yoghurt, that's me

I like cheese, both cheddar and brie
Smoked salmon and yoghurt, that`s me
Ice cream to follow

I like cheese, both cheddar and brie
Smoked salmon and yoghurt, that`s me
Ice cream to follow
Then cheese tomorrow

I like cheese, both cheddar and brie
Smoked salmon and yoghurt, that`s me
Ice cream to follow
Then cheese tomorrow
I`m so, so consistent you see

I don`t like a real pongy cheese

I don't like a real pongy cheese.
Give me something that's mild please.

I don't like a real pongy cheese.
Give me something that's mild please.
An Edam will do

I don't like a real pongy cheese.
Give me something that's mild please.
An Edam will do
Or cheese that is blue

I don`t like a real pongy cheese
Give me something that`s mild please
An Edam will do
Or cheese that is blue
But not one invaded by fleas

The little blighters make me itch

The little blighters make me itch
I wriggle and scratch, end up with a stitch

The little blighters make me itch
I wriggle and scratch, end up with a stitch
I blame the doggie

The little blighters make me itch
I wriggle and scratch, end up with a stitch
I blame the doggie,
Could be the moggie,

The little blighters make me itch
I wriggle and scratch, end up with a stitch
I blame the doggie
Could be the moggie
They played together in the ditch.

They run together in the park

They run together in the park
Always get home before it`s dark

They run together in the park
Always get home before it`s dark,
To eat their dinner

They run together in the park
Always get home before it`s dark,
To eat their dinner
While my stew simmers

They always run together in the park
Always get home before it's dark
To eat their dinner
While my stew simmers
Their lives are such fun, what a lark!

An old sailor lived by the coast