Limericks 18 (cont'd)

Thought those days would last for ever
It seems it was "now or never"
But our youth goes so fast

Thought those days would last for ever
It seems it was 'now or never'
But our youth goes so fast
It sure doesn't last

Thought those days would last for ever
It seems it was 'now or never'
But our youth goes so fast
It sure doesn't last
And I'm certainly far less cleverer!

A sergeant went out on parade

A sergeant went out on parade
He carried a bucket and spade

A sergeant went out on parade
He carried a bucket and spade
The Colonel got angry

A sergeant went out on parade
He carried a bucket and spade
The Colonel got angry
Said that's not handy

A sergeant went out on parade
He carried a bucket and spade
The Colonel got angry
Said that's not handy
When facing a hostile brigade

When choosing what music to hear

When choosing what music to hear
I sit with a large glass of beer

When choosing what music to hear
I sit with a large glass of beer
A brass band with ale

When choosing what music to hear
I sit with a large glass of beer
A brass band with ale
In a fine Yorkshire Dale

(I'm there already!!!)

When choosing what music to hear
I sit with a large glass of beer
A brass band with ale
In a fine Yorkshire dales
Is great if the band's not too near.

I do like to hear a good tune

(sounds lovely to be in a Yorkshire dale Seawoozle 😀)

(*Brightandbreezy*. If only! 🤗)

I do like to hear a good tune
Played on triangle, by a baboon

I do like to hear a good tune
Played on triangle, by a baboon
With birds on the drums

I do like to hear a good tune
Played on triangle, by a baboon
With birds on the drums
A parrot that hums

I do like to hear a good tune
Played on triangle, by a baboon
With birds on the drums
A parrot that hums
And a dog that will howl at the moon

Cousin Wilbur was an odd sort

Cousin Wilbur was an odd sort
Out of socks, he built a fort

Cousin Wilbur was an odd sort
Out of socks, he built a fort
Wouldn't stay upright

Cousin Wilbur was an odd sort
Out of socks, he built a fort
Wouldn't stay upright
'Cause his stockings were too tight

Cousin Wilbur was an odd sort
Out of socks, he built a fort
Wouldn't stay upright
'Cause his stockings were too tight
And anyway, it was too short

That limerick's truly confusing

That limerick's truly confusing
And the story’s quite bemusing

That limerick's truly confusing
And the story’s quite bemusing
You're right, it's quite silly

That limerick's truly confusing
And the story’s quite bemusing
You're right, it's quite silly,
Like Uncle Billy