An Extra Limerick

[Jill]

Thank you Philip - you are The Wonderful Word Wizard of Oz.

I do hope that August's limerick was not based on fact?

And we certainly still read you and we certainly still need you to keep us all entertained. And ... to give certain other gentlemen a ' run for their money ' on the IRL and CTC.

Soon be time for next month's rhyme.

[Pepe]

I do hope that August's limerick was not based on fact?

No, my dentist is excellent; the only pain involved is that suffered by my wallet

[Pepe]

If you are of a squeamish disposition and about to have a meal, then read no further

For lunch Joe consumed a large curry
But he ate in too much of a hurry
With an intake of beer
The outcome was clear:
A volcanic intestinal slurry

[Pepe]

We may ponder what life's all about
If we knew, from the rooftops we'd shout
But whatever its purpose
Of time there's no surplus
So rather than rust, I'll wear out

[Pepe]

A description of a visit to the dentist perhaps seen through rose-tinted spectacles

If you suffer from a bout of dental caries
You head off to where the dreaded dentist’s lair is
While relaxing in the chair
You will simply have no care
As the anaesthetic puts you with the fairies

[Pepe]

A Happy New Year to all FS.
It's now time to swap your seat at the dining table for a seat on the C2.


The Old Year has now run its course
No turkey nor cranberry sauce
Is left on your plate
So don't hesitate
Row some hard yards with impressive force

[Jill]

Thank you Philip.

I shall do my best to follow your advice, although in my case, “ impressive force “ translates as pootling along.

Looking forward to next month’s limerick.

A Happy and Healthier New Year to you.

[Pepe]

Thanks, Jill.
A Happy New Year to you too.

[Pepe]

Whenever you feel that you’re past it
Don’t panic, this feeling won’t last it
Will soon go away
When you row a few kay
No need to pre-order your casket

[Draggon]

Nice!

[Pepe]

Dear reader

I have to admit with a sigh
That my limerick tank has run dry................Did someone mutter"Thank gawd?"
But as I pull the plug
I won't merely shrug
And leave you bereft, high and dry.....

.....because here are the first two verses of an unfinished limerick poem entitled
"The Adventures of Dawn and Frank". (These are names which choose themselves purely as a result of the rhyme scheme).
Perhaps you may have the inspiration to add some verses to develop the story so that we learn the fate of our two heroes?

The poem starts like this:

'Twas on a riparian lawn
That my eyes first alighted on Dawn
As she crawled up the bank
Closely followed by Frank -
Their boat had capsized that same morn

They climbed into their ramshackle Chevy
And drove out to a bar on the levee
As lovers of beer
Their orders rang clear:
Light, heavy, light, heavy, light, heavy

Be in no doubt
It's your shout
Over and out

Pepe

[Draggon]

Alas, there was no one in sight
To fulfill their grand thirst's delight
So their fanciful beers
Filled with very real tears
As they considered walking "into the light".

Happy March, Pepe - and sorry for butchering your rhyme...