Limerick Poems About Moth | Moth Limerick Poems
Written by Pat Adams
Categories: character, crazy, depression, humor,

The Suicidal Moth

Once there was a moth that flew up to Doctor John
He said I'm depressed, I'm a suicidal one"
 Doc John said, "I'm no shrink," 
"Why stop here do you think?"
He said, "Well, I had to, because the light was on!"


Written by Shane Solomon
Categories: funny

Riddle Me This Riddle Me That the Amazing Riddles of Fraidy Bat

The " Fraidy" bat flew high away
The "Fraidy"bat said he hated night more than day
I asked him why things were so,
He told me of the time he was molested by a moth named "Bo"
My ears were so violated by what I heard, I didn't know what to say



Written by David Mohn
Categories: conflict,

Insurrection

There once was a king who told lies, 
like a moth chasing gaslight they rise, 
ever drawn to the flame, 
unaffected by shame, 
true democracy labors and sighs.


Written by David Drowley
Categories: dad, fantasy, father daughter, humor, nature,

Little Mary Miller

One sunny day little Mary Miller Picked up a mottled green caterpillar, Which became a monster moth One fine morn her dad grew wroth: Her moth laid eggs in his denture filler. 5/2/2023


Written by Frances Schiavina
Categories: humorous,

There Was a Man

There was a man from Nantucket
who kept all his money in his pocket
when he got cleaned out
took his gun out
and shot the moth in his pocket.



Honorable Mention: Andrea Dietrich-Put Your best Limerick Forward-3/13/23



Written by Rico Leffanta
Categories: humor,

Sin G

My neighbour was out on her porch
Reciting the Bible by torch
When up flew a moth
As big as a Goth
Baptism by fire is just, "scorch"


Written by Lisle Ryder
Categories: bible, gospel, heaven, jesus, religious,

Store It In Heaven

“Store not up for yourselves treasures on earth
where thieves can break in and steal your purse,
     where rust degrades
     and moth invades.
Store it in heaven, where your heart finds its worth.”

Matthew 6.19-21


Written by Jack Ellison
Categories: humor,

An Ancient Moth

Psychiatrists searched for years and still at a loss Looking into this guy's brain, nothing but moss Sometimes detect A strange wee spec Turns out 'twas just dust or an ancient wee moth


Written by James Horn
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Cloth Eaten By Moth

Cloth Eaten By Moth

He had been known as a man of the cloth,
And was wet from liquid contained in broth;
After filled,
He had spilled;
Hole was eagerly eaten in cloth by a moth.

Jim Horn