Laughing Along With A Limerick

A number of you missed my limerick post from last week as there was a slight technical issue. So I’m kick-starting it again with a new limerick challenge. Feel free to send in your own or here’s a prompt:


Now for a couple of limericks to make you smile this Monday morning:


There was a young man, who in jest

Got married in a string vest

He thought she’d be seething

Instead, she was beaming

“A good thing that I like your chest!”

Rhen Laird:

I do recall saying I was going to

My intentions sincere, (mostly) true

Yes, I’m aware walking is healthy

“Walk the Talk”…you mean, literally?

Dread treadmill’s in unheeded view…


Writing: Doing whats illegal, without it really being illegal ...

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24 Responses to Laughing Along With A Limerick

  1. As every podiatrist knows
    You must have good shoes and fresh hose
    You may think it flirty
    To let them get dirty
    But it’s quite an assault on the nose

  2. Kim Smyth says:

    Haha! That last one!

    A lady was presenting a rose
    Passed it right by the guys nose
    The thorn it did catch
    And delivered a scratch
    Now they watch as the blood flows.

    That was terrible but hey, took like a minute!

  3. Don’t stick your nose in that pot!
    Said the husband to his wife Dot.
    I just had to sneeze
    He said, and the breeze…
    Covered the pot in my snot!

  4. Rhen Laird says:

    I love your limerick challenges–and that you offer a prompt, “or not”! Thanks much for the mention–I’ll get inspired and bring you a new one 🙂 Have a blessed week!

  5. John Reynolds says:

    There was an old lady from Ayr.
    Who sat in an old rocking chair.
    She said to her friend,
    Who was quite round the bend,
    I fancy a chocolate eclair.

    Keep smiling!

  6. Rhen Laird says:

    Thank you for the invitation! Here’s the potato one:

  7. Valerie Fish says:

    It was all planned, a cruise round the Med
    Now thanks to Covid 19, instead
    I’m stuck home on my tod
    Whist hubby, the daft sod
    Is self-isolating in the shed

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