Limerick Poems About Mystery | Mystery Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Deirdre Omaidin |
Categories: funnyday,

Alice Mulligan


Alice Mulligan hailed from Killsoul
A red head who had a strange role
A brothel, she ran
Till one day a strange man
Sent Miss Mulligan right up the pole.

She couldn't believe her bad luck
She thought she'd managed to duck
An enormous erection
Escaped her protection
Poor Alice, she just ran amuck.

Day by day our Alice grew bigger
T'was a mystery who was the trigger
Now her business was finished
And Alice diminished
Thus ending her vim and her vigour.



entry for Deborah Guzzi's  Limerick competition   A young man who came from 
~Dunkirk


Poem Details | by charlie Pelota |
Categories: history, imagination

Christopher Columbus Trilogy

In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
In the Pinta, Nina and Santa Marie
He found the New World,
And got spooked by a squirrel.
Thats the last you heard of C.C.

God had created the New World.
And saw that it was good.
In mystery it  remained covered,
Till Columbus came and discovered
Just as his Lord knew that he would.

He sailed with the blessing of Spain
And when he dicovered the land,
He named it after Amerigo Vespucci,
('Cause he had not yet heard of Gucci,)
As God instructed him beforehand.

                                                                               Charlie Pelota HSLP


Poem Details | by Paul Schneiter |
Categories: humor,

Eating Cake

The proud princess of New Denny.
Supposed she was superior to many.
She mocked their low station
Said they disgraced the nation.
'Tis no mystery why she died at 20.


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: horror, humanity,

A Horrendous Act



It's hard to imagine what goes through the mind Of someone willing to end their life for a cause defined It's a mystery to me I'm unable to see Justification for this horrendous act of man's decline © Jack Ellison 2016


Poem Details | by Christy Hardy |
Categories: adventure, imagination, life, mystery,

Journey

Like a castaway on the cosmic sea,
life has been a mystery to me
what can I do now, or say,
but think of my yesterdays,
now my soul, and spirit will be free


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

Only In Small Doses



My friend, Carol Eastman, said I'm an unusual poet Very true, I never know where this old brain is focused It's a mystery to me Same as you, as you see I'm as entertained as you guys, but only in small doses © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by RALPH TAYLOR |
Categories: people

VERBAL ABUSER

She's arrogant, vain, conceited and snooty

not to mention offensive, insulting and disrespectful in her duty!
        
        How she stays on TV
        
        is a mystery to me

of course, it's her highness, Judge Judy!


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: conflict,

A Serious Limerick



It's hard to imagine what goes through the mind Of someone willing to end their life for a cause defined It's a mystery to me I'm unable to see Justification for this horrendous act of man's decline


Poem Details | by Roger Adams |
Categories: funny, mystery, word play,

The Dr Pepper Mystery

When DR.PEPPER saw a RED BULL in the zoo
Feeling SPRITE on some COKE he bid adieu
Now the mystery continues to grow
Where did he go does anyone know
Maybe the people on the MOUNTAIN DEW


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: scary,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Trump Caught In A Quagmire

What if Trump was caught in a quagmire
Had gone over his body and entire
And he became so deeply involved
Missed evidence and mystery not solved
Did not re-enlist and contract did expire.

James Horn
Terired Veteran and Poet


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part