Limmericks

Limmericks

A Chapter by Dave Brown
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There was a young lady from El Paso

Who captured her men with a lasso

All done with each one

When up came the sun

They were thrown in the sea of Sargasso

 

On wreck beach where bare body’s frolic

Swimwear’s no more than melancholic

In the buff on hot sand

Is mostly in demand

With finger nail paint only symbolic

 

There once was a food eater name of Choy

Who considering western food just a ploy

Being just celery stalk

That he’d toss in his wok

Sayin just that was the real McCoy

 

There was an old lady from Manhattan

Who just refused to put her sun hat on

She was then fried to a crisp

Putting an end to her lisp

But left her all wrapped up in Black satin

 

In an effort to cure his back spasm                           

A crazy man leapt into a chasm

Being flat as a pancake

Finally cured his damn backache

Now he’s happy he no longer hasum              

 

There was a sweet lady from Lancaster

Involved with a much younger broadcaster

His mike was left on

From sundown till dawn

Which revealed he couldn’t outlaster

 

There was a cowpoke from Laredo

Picked up by a passing tornado

Being late at night

He slept through the flight

But was something he’d rather forego

 

 

A singing preacher ran a marathon

Which he would regret as he raced along

He received a broken leg

When he was hit by an egg

Finishing on one egg, a prayer and song

 

A dog and a frog in a bog

Both socializing up on a log

They puffed on a toke

Which made the frog croak

Thus ending their bog dialogue

 

An attractive female Gnat in a tree

Had an affair with a handsome flea

Tho’ born with ten toes

Eight eyes and a nose

Their offspring was much too small to see

 

When Adam and Eve were in the gard-on

They thought them free apples a real barg-on

But the snake had a dashcam

Which relayed to the big man

Who gave them life with no chance of pard-on

 

There once was a hungry breadwinner

Insisting on breakfast for his dinner

He’d eat hills of hotcakes

In maple syrup lakes

Havin reproduced them all on a printer

 



© 2024 Dave Brown


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I love the funny little tales you have woven in this piece. The lady with the lasso and the nude beach 🤣🤣🤣 this gave me a chuckle and made me feel a little lighter today

Posted 7 Months Ago


Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

That Wreck beach is on Van Isle and it's well used
Always keep your lasso ready and thanks fo.. read more

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