The Limerick Contest is concluded. Din't we have fun?? Hooray fer all you poets!
It were so tough to make a decision...but decide we did. Uncle has his favorite which be's the runner up, and Aunty bit her lip and squeezed her eyes tight--ooooh!-- it is so hard to make this award!
Here is the entries in no particular order:
SophieMae said
My brother-in-law in Savannah
Was expecting a visit from Hannah
So he bought him a boat
And was ready to float
From his home to his job as a cannuh
Fishy said...
A baalloonist soard very high in the sky,
Then suddenly streamed toward Earth to die!
"Oh no! Can't be!", our Aunty cried,
"I will catch him", an angel replied,
"Can't let this happen before Belle's eye!
* * *
Belle's got herself a new coppery kitchen,
Now all can stop their infernal bitchin.
That Wishy was proud
He said so aloud
Now Aunty's back fixin the chicken!
boneman said...
I spose I'm too late, sakes alive.
For'th' lim'ricks contestin' jive.
Though we don't see eye to eye
('zit the politics? oh me oh my...
No. It's cause you're petite and I'm near six foot five.
But, just so y'know, I still use it
heard it important t'not abuse it.
The book marker, I'm saying young miss
What'de you think? Oh my goodness!
Well, once you're reading, y'just don't want to quit.
The Troll said...
There once was a silvery Filly
who blazed whether warm or chilly.
The old railbirds said
Her Sire was Big Red.
So betting against her is silly.
* *
Limerick for Lady's Secret.
A decent horse called Big Brown
was trained by a fat doper Clown.
That clown even said:
"He's as good as Big Red".
But two wins is NOT a Triple Crown.
A sneaky young Thai from Phuket
carried two cans and a bucket.
As petrol prices rose,
he'd take his siphon hose,
Put it in your tank and then suck it.
- moi said...
Now that Moi’s deadline no longer looms
A’ shopping she’s going for shoes
Booties in patent for fall
And stilettos quite tall
Are like sunshine chasing the blues.
Nanc Twop said...
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Old Fay was jes' a tropical stor'm
Til she found Auntie's bloomers n tore'm
Mad Belle chased her away
Clear from August to May
Now our fave Porch is back to the nor'm!
A shutterbug gal named Shamu
once decided to shoot her tofu.
The result she acquired
left her mighty inspired
to focus and click 'fore she chews.
- Bace Man said...
In Denver a 'temple' is standing
75K in attendance demanding
It's Obama they want
Not Hillary to haunt
But McCain, the rain he is planning
For now picked is his running mate
In this game which seems a bit late
Star versus old
Charisma against bold
This battle may prove to be great
K9 said...
have you seen the demo convention?
the horrors too many to mention!
pelosi's "100" high on they hogs
the folks on the floor gorged on hot dogs
while awaiting Obama's ascension
- SophieMae said...
My heart starts to go all aflutter
When I look 'round at all of my clutter
My brain turns to fluff
Amongst so much stuff
'twould cause even a preacher to sputter
foam said...
foam looks askance
at the political dance
at the posturing prance of each stance..
she squirms in advance
at the thrust of each lance
since grimaced barbs are not left to chance.
who once climbed up a ladder and fell ..
upon her keister quite well..
ouch, she said with a yell..
my batiste did tear rather schnell..
-
We revel in all things porcine -
of it's virtues we just must opine.
If you'll cook up some bacon,
we're yours for the takin'
for pork on a fork is sublime!
What'd ya'll think after review?
Dum dum dumm....may we have the enveloped please?
The honorable mention was Uncles' favorite:
From The Troll:
There once was a silvery Filly
who blazed whether warm or chilly.
The old railbirds said
Her Sire was Big Red.
So betting against her is silly.
And the winner is....is ....is ...
It's a TIE!
First place goes to
Java Junkie fer this:
We revel in all things porcine -
of it's virtues we just must opine.
If you'll cook up some bacon,
we're yours for the takin'
for pork on a fork is sublime!
And also to SophieMae fer this:
My brother-in-law in Savannah
Was expecting a visit from Hannah
So he bought him a boat
And was ready to float
From his home to his job as a cannuh
(winners, please email me the address whar' I should send your prize, a token of mah esteem fer yore creative gems)
I'se almost sorry fer startin' this--since all these entries has been fun, a chuckle, a real hoot. EVERYBODY really did well. Thanky thanky thanky!!!
From my blog's better half:
When I talk about my favorite metal,
you'll find that I'm speaking in kettles.
A nice wholesale lot,
of good copper pots
considerably increases my fettle.