Laughing Along With A Limerick

Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –

CASH

Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt last week was FIFTY.

Keith Channing:

For a while, I believed my friend Trevor;

I thought I could go on for ever.

For years it felt nifty

To stop work at fifty

You did it? I wasn’t that clever.

Kim Smyth:

They threw me a party at age fifty

Now the old girl’s nearing sixty

No party this year

Cause ‘Rona is here

I’ll just have to do something thrifty.

Christine Mallaband-Brown:

Fifty is the new thirty they say?

I don’t believe in that today!

My hair is getting greyer

And heavier on the weigher

And I don’t have the energy to play!

Paul Mastaglio:

To shower someone with praise

Is a wonderful craze

Make them feel great

And they could be your mate

Perhaps until the end of days.

Trent’s World:

I just bought fifty new books

I couldn’t resist the blurbs’ hooks!

But shelves are dear

And space is rare

So now they fill the crannies and nooks

The Hidden Edge:

Everyone knows a suave gent, called Dwight,

Who sees all things in black or in white,

He might well want to play

With fifty shades of grey,

Relax; and be not (quite so) uptight!

Ritu:

Young Gina was nearing fifty

And her age had made her more thrifty

Upcycling junk

Giving old things some funk

Her friends thought her quite nifty!

Linking People 2003:

SECOND puberty happens at fifty,

Youthfulness makes shifty.

Fifty fifty probability of toss,

No more remains for boss,

To take decisions with maturity!

Valerie Fish:

Whilst reading Fifty Shades of Grey

On your morning commute, you may

Turn fifty shades of red

At their antics in bed

It was never like that in my day!

Lance Greenfield:

I set sail for fifty degrees East

In search of the wise purple priest

I found him in Baku

Where he cooked me a stew

Sharing his knowledge: a huge feast.

Geoff Le Pard:

You have to be rather nifty

When you reach the age of fifty

To play at being cool

While looking neither a fool

Nor more than a touch shifty.

Sharon Tingle:

Fifty ants marched along our gate

Carrying carcass bits fifty times their weight.

Rushed I indoor to end their work-day

But returned the can without a spray.

Such determination, I could not fumigate.

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34 Responses to Laughing Along With A Limerick

  1. Ritu says:

    I want to grow my stash
    But I just ain’t got the cash
    My book pile’s so tall
    Yet I still want em all
    Too many books? Balderdash!

  2. A singer called something like Donny;
    Was cute, and his voice was quite bonny.
    He wasn’t so flash
    But made loads of cash.
    I’m wrong! His real name was Johnny

  3. Paul Mastaglio says:

    Cash, it rings a bell
    I believe it did very well
    It went round and round
    Did that dear old pound
    Until Covid sounded its death knell.

    Cheers Paul 😁

  4. trentpmcd says:

    There once was a mobster named Fred
    “Always pay in cash,” he said
    But he used a card
    Alerting Scotland Yard
    And the villain wound up dead

  5. Frank, the financial adviser,
    Was often seen as a miser,
    He was never that flash,
    With his good client’s cash,
    And they were always the wiser!

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  7. Linkingpeople2003 says:

    CASH crops like coffee, tea and cotton,
    Bring cash from market unforgotten!
    Since cash crops are not consumed at home,
    Cash inflow is handsome,
    Sure to be gotten!

  8. Win cash with our lottery
    Or second prize pottery
    The leaflet came
    With a bingo game
    No chance its just flummery!

  9. Mum always told me that “Cash is Queen”
    But that too much money is seen as obscene.
    My Gran had other ideas of what makes wealth.
    “Be happy and look after your health.”
    A great lesson to learn while still a mere teen.

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  11. Sharon Tingle says:

    Cowboy Frank fingered his curled moustache
    As he rode into the town of Nash.
    His one aim: to collect a saddle-full bounty
    For capturing gunslinger one-eyed Monty.
    Dang! He grinned, “Dert’ll be a load a cash”.

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