Caleb Smith, southern gent so refined,
has an interesting, humorous mind.
He not only can write,
but can farm, fish and fight,
and on critters he hunts he has dined!
Also clever at limericks is Tim.
He does footles for friends on a whim.
The bright bulb in his brain
comes on time and again.
May Tim Ryerson’s light never dim.
A third limerick writer, Mike Dailey,
has some fifty of them we can see!
Though I don’t know him well,
by his poems I can tell
that a doting grandfather is he.
There are oodles of limericks by Jack.
Sheer wit our dear Horne does not lack.
But his vampire obsession
can leave a gal guessin’
Am I friends with a maniac?
In praise of the Duke I now sing.
All his poetry has that cool “ring” -
a limerick each one -
making Beauford- bar none -
The PoetrySoup limerick king!
*A SHOUT OUT also to five OTHER great limerick guys: Sean Kelly,
Charles Sides, Charles Clive, Harry Horsman, and Robert Hinshaw & Soupers,
Let me know of any other limerick guys out there I should know about!
For : Sandy Ivy D's Poem of Dedication Contest
My grandfather can’t really hear
He should have an aid in his ear
No sound that is found
Can he listen profound
And see that the noise can appear
Slowly the days are fading
and night creeps in to seal
Can I pay you Mother Nature
to make this unreal?
Don’t get me wrong you
your seasons are very
beautiful you see
I prefer certain ones that
are suited for me
From the horizon, the sun
comes up to greet us
At night the moon and sun
will switch out doors
Oh Grandfather time can
I speak to you right now ?
It won’t take long, we have
not spoke in a while
I hope to see a shooting
star tonight before I go
I’ll make a wish, say my
PRAYERS and then lay
down my weary head
Tammy Arrowood 10/18/2017??