Archive for May, 2013

Cheese Limerick

Tuesday, May 28th, 2013

We were running and jumping like fleas,
downhill in pursuit of a cheese.
Then I suddenly stumbled,
and headfirst I tumbled,
which fractured my elbows and knees.

Limericks For The Paranoid (1)

Thursday, May 9th, 2013

There was a weird lady called Pat
who lived in a world she thought flat;
where the tenders of bars
were from Venus and Mars,
and where God would pop round for a chat.