Death by Limerick

A poem built from limericks about death.

Three Limericks:

I

If Death would only tickle

Our fears could ease a little

When he comes to your bed

Would it cause you more dread

If he carried a feather or sickle?

II

And if Death could give us a smile

Spread some cheer once in a while

He needn’t bring gifts

Though he could fill the wish

Of the poor man whose pain is a trial.

III

And finally, if Death would just vary

And sometimes be temporary

If he’d let us come back

Or send signs through the black

We’d find him more complimentiary.

Author's Note

Go easy on me for this one. Ha!

Reviews

[Gee]

Not bad. Have always thought the first two lines and fifth should rhymes as should the third with the fourth

There once was a fella from Leeds
who swallowed a packet of seeds
in less than an hour
his arse was a flower
and his balls were covered in weeds :))

[Huckleberry Hoo]

“Gifts” and “wish” are a stretch, but I tried to follow that rule.

Thanks for giving it your time!