LIMERICKS 17 (contd)

Leaving rider in a pickle
And alone without a nickel
He stood there fuming
What now was looming?

Leaving rider in a pickle
And alone without a nickel
He stood there fuming
What now was looming?
Then the rain began to trickle.

They wandered around for shelter

They wandered around for shelter
Then a frantic helter-skelter

They wandered around for shelter
Then a frantic helter-skelter
The storm started crashing

They wandered around for shelter
Then a frantic helter-skelter
The storm started crashing
The lightning was flashing

They wandered around for shelter
Then a frantic helter-skelter
The storm started crashing
The lightning was flashing
Then along came a wondrous helper


She appeared with a wand and sweet smile...


(ok, improbable, but needed a new SL)

She appeared with a wand and sweet smile

She appeared with a wand and sweet smile
I’m the Goddess of good weather and while

She appeared with a wand and sweet smile
I’m the Goddess of good weather and while
It's raining I'm sad

She appeared with a wand and sweet smile
I’m the Goddess of good weather and while
It’s raining I’m sad
It’s really too bad

She appeared with a wand and sweet smile
I’m the Goddess of good weather and while
It’s raining I’m sad
It’s really too bad
I’ll do my best, do it with style.

And there, in the blink of an eye

And there, in the blink of an eye
Was a clear and a cloudless blue sky

And there, in the blink of an eye
Was a clear and a cloudless blue sky
As if by magic

And there, in the blink of an eye
Was a clear and a cloudless blue sky
As if by magic
Nothing was tragic

And there, in the blink of an eye
Was a clear and a cloudless blue sky
As if by magic
Nothing was tragic
And nothing really went awry

I think I’ve spoken far too soon

I think I’ve spoken far too soon
I could have waited until noon

I think I’ve spoken far too soon
I could have waited until noon
When the thunder returned

I think I’ve spoken far too soon
I could have waited until noon
The thunder returned
And I was concerned

I think I’ve spoken far too soon
I could have waited until noon
The thunder returned
And I was concerned
That lightning would strike my bedroom

I rushed to cover the mirror

I rushed to cover the mirror
..I might see the local sheep-shearer!

A little note: When I was a little girl, my mother used to cover all the mirrors in the house, when there was a thunderstorm - (we had a lot during the Monsoons) apparently, a lightning strike on a mirror would cause a fire….urban myth?

I rushed to cover the mirror
..I might see the local sheep-shrarer,
Or worse - cause a fire

I rushed to cover the mirror
..I might see the local sheep-shrarer,
Or worse - cause a fire
As that would be dire

I rushed to cover the mirror
..I might see the local sheep-shrarer,
Or worse - cause a fire
As that would be dire
But suddenly, things became clearer.

New ‘start line’ GL ?