I tickled funny bones of five Souper men
So I gave thought to trying it once again
In the order they replied
My sarcasm was applied
As I gently heckled them with ink and pen
First, Tom Cunningham, who "liked my collection"
To femme limericks he had no objection
But now it's his turn
Tom, forgive the burn
I heard you're headed for a house of correction
Jerry T Curtis said to "keep them coming"
But I think that lately he's been slumming
He's all aflutter
And starts to stutter
When his lady friend starts his heart strumming
Then there was the poet of romance, Tim Smith
His sweet words of seduction are not a myth
I know it to be truth
Don't ask meIt's uncouth
I don't kiss and tell so I'm pleading the fifth
John Gondolf said my limericks made him "chuckle"
His comments are always filled with honeysuckle
But if he wants a date
I'll have to castigate
I have a black belt in the use of my knuckles
"I needed smiles and giggles," said Greg Barden
His poems are flowers blooming in a garden
But some words are couture
Fertilized with manure
Now I guess I'll have to beg for Greg's pardon
Gentlemen, I ask forgiveness for this spoof
My humorous parodies should be the proof
That I like all of you
And don't mind if ya do
Get even in your own limericks of reproof
What is possible? You don’t know, my family isn’t so liberal.
Religion has matter for us, doesn’t matter woman is ever feeble
Although God is one, we all are brother and sisters as I believe,
Whom do I felicitate? Why is forgiveness and mercy scribble?
My Caste is scurrile for me and my family lived with degrading,
Nobody delivered me delectation but I was grown up in trouble
Pain and misprisal is a part of our life dejection enjoyed delectation,
I depart my home only to hide defame for my children’s reflectible.
You shouldn’t understand me why is appreciation pride for us?
Honesty and trust is mourned for me and love isn’t a festival.
To borrow there are rules to be checked
to show your father respect
You should be real polite
which would only be right
and to ask his ok is correct.
But his son ignored that tradition
Used the car on his own volition
When involved in a wreck
He replied what the heck
I’d rather have forgiveness than permission!
His son learned the hard way that day
That’s all that I need to say
He’s one of the fools
Who won’t follow the rules
In the long run it's him that will pay.
Then come'st thou to thine peer,
Pray the fluid from the ear,
Then followeth thy friend to shoreline,
Unless counte thee the bathe wine,
Fie! Forgiveness not come near.
A teasing elf named McWhistle McMack
Nearly spoiled Santa’s plan by stealing his sack.
Stole away with the toys
For most girls and all boys
Sweet forgiveness given when he came back.
Contest: Christmas Limerick
Written 11-30-2018 Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
God Gladly Enter
I must pray, ask for forgiveness and be a repenter
And of all my attention allow God to be in center;
Urge me on;
Him pray upon;
Then into me and my being He will gladly enter.