Logic will get you from A to BImagination will take you everywhere
- Albert Einstein
Using wit and logic here and there
May help you out in times of despair -
But if you jump from the sky,
And think you could fly
Imagining does take you EVERYWHERE!
If elephants were able to fly
And soar above the clouds on high
We'd just become a clump
When they took a dump
And that we can't deny!
Inspired by Jan's limerick
My grandmother lost her glass eye
She sneezed when she breathed in a fly
As her eyeball flew by
She exclaimed my oh my
My glass eye has learned how to fly
There's this sweet young lassie named Laura
When she visits, l fall down on the floor-a
So excited am I
My heart, it doth fly
Till my wings, they get all quite sore-a
© Jack Ellison 2015
If I were an elephant
I would marry my mahout man
Would fly very high
Up in the blue sky
Then fall down in a skeleton
The dandy wind pillows soft seeds,
That fly o’er the green grass and breeds.
A Winter of snow,
And springtime sun glow ~
He loves me he loves me not weeds.
Mama wants to talk of birds and the bees.
Wonder why she wants to tell about these.
I know that birds sing
And honey bees sting.
I'd rather fly my new kite in the breeze.
My dentist’s such a sadistic guy
No injection, I emit a cry
Open mouthed at his bill
Pain is much worse until
Quite slyly I knee him in his fly!
Seeing Shoes with Views
When we would start seeing our shoes,
Around each one there are many views;
And shoe fly;
Go bye bye;
They come in a pair always being twos.
Nothing that you have ever read before
for sure to endure that of took a tour.
My basketball sneakers could make me fly
In fourth grade I could jump so high
I wasn't the best on the team
But I was in my dream
With those shoes, I swear I could touch the sky.
There once was a pig who would try,
To jump off the ground and to fly,
The result was the same,
'Til he bought a plane,
And left his friends waving goodbye!
A place that gives wings to my dreams
And hushes my fears, worries and screams
Where I’d develop stronger wings to fly
Rising so higher, touching the blue sky
That I dream and pray it ends not as dream
The slice of the skates creates
An atmosphere of greats
They fly on the ice
Not the least bit of nice
A game of ego awaits.
Written by Gail DeBole
The white-handed Gibbon swung high
but he still was too young to fly
through the air between trees
'til along came a breeze
which carried him through clear blue sky.
I live on a farm in the sky;
we milk all the pigs as they fly;
at harvest we reap
the eggs from the sheep,
and shear woolly cows in a sty.
There once was a gal named Lucy,
Who had a beloved pet goosey.
The goose learned to fly,
Which made Lucy cry,
Now there's no more Lucy's goosey.
For Blackeyed Susan's limerick contest
Clyde found a fly floundering in his soup
This discovery threw him for a loop
He summoned the maitre d'
And that pompous ass, said he
"Don't worry! He'll die if he eats that goop!"
Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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A birdsnest hairdo
Birds sit in the dew
Said the bird, "let us fly!"
Said the other, "lets sing a lullaby!"
So they flew overtop singing and did
big do do!
Banana Cream Pie I could eat by the barrel
My waistline would suffer, it's a losing battle
I could eat like a fly
Forego all that pie
And still I'd resemble some hefty beef cattle
© Jack Ellison 2015
I wish I could be a fly on the wall,
When my poor old mother gets the phone call,
“He’s here at the bar
Quick bring us your car,
Your husband just got in a brawl”
As a fly on the wall of Larry's domain
I would witness first hand the cause of his pain
Once I saw what I saw
I'm sure that I'd never go back there again!
"Jacoby & Meyers" - gave me a pale
Round bellied attorney with pony tail
"Cash Only !" asking so far
After four weeks - got disbarred
Oranges fly between bars in Palmdale...
for Carolyn's Limerick Contest on Lawyers
I looked at a bird flying high
Its poop landed up in my eye
I looked such a disgrace
As it slid down my face
Folks laughed, but I wanted to cry
There once was a boy, named Abdul;
Went to get a job, fresh out of school
All dressed up like July,
With a bow and a tie;
But left his fly open, what a fool!
Fly me to the moon
Play us the bedroom tunes
The nod-nod head of lovers’ hoots
Let’s twirl this tango as David in jolly mood
And coil in celestial honeymoon cocoon.