Happy Monday! It’s limerick time! Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –
Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt was SULK:
“Stop sulking,” my mother would say
“You’re not going to get your own way.”
It’s not often the case
That a frown’s on my face
Never more than ten times every day.
Sweating from his considerable bulk,
Derrick descended into a sulk.
After he found his rollon
Had been wantonly stolen,
Leaving him dependent on grandma’s talc.
The very green Incredible Hulk
Was in an incredible sulk
Lockdown was such
He’d eaten too much
And fat was now most of his bulk.
There was a young maiden called May
Who’d sulk at her window all day
Her grumpy face
Was such a disgrace
That it frightened the virus away.
I’m in a terrible sulk
as I look at my increasing bulk,
it’s not fun at the beach
with my knees out of reach
and I look like the Incredible hulk.
Jim thought himself a great wit
But he never knew just when to quit
Until one guy
Punched him in the eye
Causing Jim to sulk a bit.
There once was a girl name Brey
Who saw the world as dark grey
She knew no light
And cried all night
Then sulked the rest of the day.
A man named Incredible Hulk
Squatted down on his heels in a sulk.
His slack muscles bore witness
Lockdown had ruined his fitness
And an increase in fat and bulk.
It’s not fair, it’s not fair,
You just don’t care,
You let him in but not me,
Now there’s nowhere for me to be,
So, I’ll think I’ll go home and wash my hair.
James wound up in a big sulk.
He’d had a fight with the Hulk.
He was battered and bruised
And his mind was confused.
Because he had a lot less bulk!
There was an old man from China.
Who, suffered sometimes with angina.
He said to his mate,
What a terrible fate.
I caught it while being a miner.