An outdoor wedding, no sign of rain
The bride’s gown had a 10-foot train
Crossing the lawn to her bequeathed
Fido snatched the train in his teeth
And Pop watched eight grand go down the drain
Our neighbour is plumbing Mum's drain
As some drips were causing her pain
But mum is no fool
And his "special" tool
Like Dad's, will just make yellow rain
A flamenco dancer in Spain
encountered a nun in the rain.
He shouted,' Olé.'
Her fingers astray,
she grunted, 'I'm coming again.'
Just some silliness, written today for Andrea's limerick contest
Like the sun after a summer rain
Like the sweet song of a robin's refrain
A Mozart concerto
A mellow cello
A gentle touch that sets your heart aflame
For Francine Robersts contest....Pick A Beverage
I once drank a glass of champagne
Then ran naked into the rain
I love all the bubbles
But it caused so much trouble
I’ll never drink it again!
Copyright©2011 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)
There once was a driver from Uber
Who really only owned a scooter
So when it rained
His passengers complained
So now he has no more commuters
Couldn't let a St Paddy's day go by without a wee limerick!!
The rain in Spain has nothing on us
Seems our annual rainfall, their records we'll bust
A charming thought
We'll need a yacht
To get the market for some salami and stuff
© Jack Ellison 2015
Written by Gail DeBole
Lily Rainbow, a summertime freak,
Was as bold as a mouse is meek.
After caught in the rain,
She lived up to her name
With a gold pot tattooed on her cheek.
Note: Part of the Portrait Poetry Collection
When the money is mostly spent
Find the lowest terms for the rent
A car on a train
Protects well from the rain
But better yet let's get a tent
i have this friend back in high school
she was known to be one of the most beautiful
people didn't notice it's just her make-up
and when a sudden rain came and wash her face up
poor creature, she was laughed by all
There once was an Arkansas beagle
Though quite common, registered legal
But when it would rain
The throne he would reign
As if thinking himself so regal
Feb 18 2016 an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
I wish I could erase some of my past
Make a bigger and brighter future fast
Erase the pain and become whole
Erase the rain and the snow
Erase those days I felt like an ass
FOR ERASER CONTEST
A strong hurricane blows across the beach
My umbrella turns inside-out; I screech!
Broadcasting from a cell phone
Rain pelts and there’s no tone
For the first time I’m at a loss for speech
A portly old man from Spain,
Let his belt out to relieve the strain,
But his pants button exploded
Like a missile unloaded
So far that it brought down rain.
Winning millions, Fred acted insane,
Raced his new Benz and crashed in the rain.
All that money he won
Went for surgeries done
To repair both his body and brain!
For Susan Burch's
Lottery Ticket Limerick Poetry Contest
Don't stack your winter clothes away,
rain or cold may return to play;
mad weather brings blues,
happy music soothes
when sunshine tricks May!
* Inspired by Mark Twain's quote:
In the Spring
A Storm rolled across the field,
Flashing lightning and thunder pealed.
The rain came crashing down,
and I almost nearly drown,
cause the top of my tent was not sealed.
NOT CONTEST BOUND
I used to know a poet named Lin Lane
she often walked in the thundering rain
one day she got a jolt
from a fierce lightning bolt
and now all of her poems are insane
Billy was a silly man
Run over by neighbor Anne
He barked barked and barked
But nobody harked
His cry in the summer rain
Sadly I heard this old man say one day
If I had his looks I'd be out there making hay
In the sunshine or the rain
On the grass, or on a plane
Guess I'll just have to perform a solo ballet
© Jack Ellison 2015
Limerick : Once Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne
Once Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne
Pulled anchor, lost finger
Put in place cucumber
Now sucks lost finger to spew news ban.
© TWignesan – Paris, 2013
Some freezing rain is predicted today
Gonna stay put, the prognosticators I'll obey
Consider my life precious
Love eating lettuce
With gobs of coleslaw dressing, delicious that way
When stormy turmoil assails your boat
Desperately struggling to stay afloat
Drop the anchor; sever the chain
Endure on deck; embrace the rain
Proclaim your defiance with opened throat
Everyone Called Him Old Man Moe,
Living Free Like A Hobo.
He Once Hopped A Train
In The Driving Rain
But, Slipped And Lost His Big Toe.
What I’ve got against the rain is not the drippy wet,
because it hasn't melted me, well, at least not yet.
It’s those clouds!
I’d rather soak up sunshine and turn it into sweat.