Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –
SCARY
Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt last week was FAKE.
Political cynic, 2020:
Politicians? They really are fake.
So many appear on the take.
Not out in the open
But still, I’ll bet, hoping
Some personal profit to make.
The fake mona Lisa was taken
By an art thief who wanted to waken
An urge for fine art
And this was a start
He couldn’t afford to the Louvre, to hasten.
Ritu:
She was as fake as could be
With boobs to rival Dolly
Inflated lips
Liposuctioned hips
A real life plastic Barbie!
Paul Mastaglio:
I’m droping this line
Hoping to make a rhyme
But it feels a bit fake
When this is all I can make
So better come back next time.
There once was a man named Harlow
Who tried to sell a fake van Gogh
He swore it was true
Cost a million or two
Now he’s in jail for a decade or so.
Seriously, give me a dang break
Sincerity, yours is clearly fake
You….. promised to be there
Said you really care…
I don’t need this headache or heartache.
Sharon Tingle:
Pssst … Hi there, you handsome rake
Hey babe, just fifty dollar for a make
What? You not interested? … your loss!
Wait, oh …I’m sorry boss
Just pretending; tis all a fake!
–
Ok, so here’s the thing …
I’m so beautiful – I bling!
But “this me” has left me penniless
In my attempts to remake and impress
Fake hair, nose and “cups”, I gifted me in Beijing.
–
You know it’s really sad
When journalists are called bad
After working so hard
Reporting news even when barred
Calling it “Fake news”, sir, really makes me mad!
Sarian Lady:
Some food I like to bake.
Some food I’m afraid I fake.
A full Christmas dinner,
And I’m on a winner.
Not so with a shop-bought cake.
Valerie A Fish:
His whole persona was nowt but a fake
Found out too late he was just on the take
Reeled me in with his lies
Then said his goodbyes
Leaving chaos and heartbreak in his wake.
“I’m not fond of red velvet cake,”
Said the chef, as she set out to bake.
Acrylics all washed
Blonde curls all coiffed
She added, “I’ve never liked fake.”
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Quotesgram
Scary poems upset me in bed.
Can’t sleep fearing I’ll wake up dead
And if I spend time
Reading blood-curdling rhyme
You know it’ll fill me with dread
Super. Most excellent, Keith.
Thanks, Esther.
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There once was a lass called Mary
Who was a little bit scary
She’d hide behind a wall
And give you a call
Making your skin stand up all hairy.
Cheers Paul 😁
ha, ha! Love it 😊
It’s scary that an orange man
Could be running the world again
He has no compassion
But lies with a passion
Tomorrow we will see his plan
Brilliant! So true!
😂
Oops, did I miss last week?
To me, Halloween was not hairy
No candy, no goblins, no fairy,
I did try all night
Gave myself no such fright
Viewing movies supposedly scary!
And you’ve certainly made up for it this week! 😊💖
Aww, thank you!
I once had a friend called Mary
Who liked to dress up as a fairy
She loved to feed
on honey and mead
And became quite hairy and scary.
🤣🤣🤣
Being part troll, Jane was excessively hairy
Which sad to relate made her naturally scary.
She tried depilation
But to her consternation
She still looked more furball than fairy.
Hilarious, as always.
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El Día De Los Muertos
Celebrated by Los Mexicanos
With altars of scary sugar skulls and bread
Homage is paid to those now dead
Scary fun fiestas para nosotros.
Wow! Wonderful!