Laughing Along With A Limerick

It’s Monday! Again! It comes round so quickly. It’s also 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 SCREECH:

Keith Channing:

Whilst studying night-flying fowl

My gaze landed on a Screech Owl

I thought it a scoop

Till it started to poop

Can somebody pass me a towel?

Tales From The Mind of Kristian:

A lesson in weight loss I thought I’d teach,

But then I heard an almighty screech

I ran into the kitchen

And saw her cravings were itching

I’d put the chocolate up way out of reach.

Paul Mastaglio:

It was just out of reach,

It was enough to make you screech,

My favourite jar on the top shelf,

I was only trying to be kind to myself,

I said through gritted teeth.

Christine Mallaband-brown:

I went for a drive to the beach

And bought ice creams at one pound each.

I sat by the water

But then my young daughter

Dropped her lolly with one hell of a screech!

Kim Smyth:

Vacation may be out of reach

If we don’t go I will screech!

Hubs needs a break

And I need the lake

Or better yet, a lovely beach!


There were two men at the local beach

One of them made up his mind to screech

The other hung his head

There’s nothing to be said

When fools flock together for a speech.


A young woman on Tuesday did teach

But she wanted to get to the beach.

When she opened the door

A box fell to the floor,

“Kids, we caught her!” she started to screech.

Val Fish:

As they were picnicking on the beach

Mum suddenly let out a huge screech

From right out of the sky

A greedy gull swung by

And swiftly swooped off with her peach.

Rhen Laird:

Though she often felt zealous calling to preach

Pulpit-fright caused stress that her voice might well screech

Her message: ‘Have courage, be of good cheer’

But murmurs would rise, someone saying, “can’t hear”

Standing taller she’d begin fresh, to let God’s grace-words reach!

Geoff Le Pard:

They say if you can’t do, teach.

Which led them to ask of Ms Bleach

The question: ‘can she

really be a banshee

If she can’t scream let alone screech…?’


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24 Responses to Laughing Along With A Limerick

  1. ChallEngEr says:

    I think will be good using some of them in class teaching literacy 🤗

  2. They suggested I must be a chump
    To admit that I’ve got a real hump
    I said, “I’m not mad,
    Just terribly sad.
    At the thought of four more years of Trump.”

  3. trentpmcd says:

    Hi Esther, I haven’t played along in ages, so here is a go (or three) at it:

    Reading the news makes me mad
    Some of our leaders are awfully bad!
    They haven’t a wit
    Morals? Not one bit
    The shape of our world is pretty sad
    She was mad as a March hare
    Romping around without a care
    Until, in her mirth
    She was dressed as at birth
    And was arrested for being bare
    My love for you is more than deep
    Mad and passionate in a heap
    But you care not
    For my sorry lot
    And seem to think I’m a creep….

  4. Paul Mastaglio says:


    Lockdown ain’t all bad,

    Gives you time for a new fad,

    It could even make you smile,

    At least for a while,

    Until you’re driven stark raving mad.

    Cheers Paul 😁


  5. The noise is incredibly bad
    – they bought drums for the young lad.
    The noise from next door
    Is making my head sore!
    And it’s absolutely driving me mad!

  6. Ritu says:

    There was a young man from Baghdad
    Who lived in fear of his dad
    For girls weren’t his thing
    Boys made his heart sing
    His father would go totally mad!

  7. Kim Smyth says:

    A girl always dressed for the fad
    Which made her poor mom really mad
    The girl wanted to wear black
    Putting mom on the attack
    So she burnt all her clothes, which was sad.

    (based on a true story)

  8. TanGental says:

    ‘My life’s so dull,’ said Sir Galahad,
    ‘Being seen as good is driving me mad.’
    ‘All of this adulation,’
    ‘Has given me constipation.’
    ‘In future I will present as a cad.’

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