Here’s your Monday smile – 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 last week was MOP.
My soufflé’s a bit of a flop,
To clear it I needed a mop.
It rose for a while
Which caused me to smile,
But that’s how it ended – kerplop!
If it’s a mop you be wielding
Better start with the floor, then the ceiling
To have a clean house
Leave no crumbs for a mouse
Then proud is how you’ll be feeling!
There is a folly called Mow Cop
I had to clean up with a Mop
Its found above Cheshire
And it got much messier
When crows started sitting on top!
There’s so much mess
Causing me stress
I’ve been caught on the hop
I can’t find me mop
And this rhyme is utterly useless!
“Mop” they called the hair with disdain
And they thought the music quite insane
But the band won hearts
Rose to the top of the carts
And the “Best Ever” the Beatles remain.
Geraldine woke up in a strop,
Suggested she needed a swap,
I’m bored in the kitchen …
Wife; do stop your bitchin,
You mow the lawn; I’ll take mop!
You look just like a mop
With your hair all a-flop
You need a good cut
Your mother, she’ll tut
While looking from bottom to top.
There once was a boss, Jurgen Klopp,
Well known for his terrible strops.
When players did fail,
He’d hand them a pail,
Yelling, “Here’s your new job. Use that mop!”
Outside with my bucket and mop,
Startled, I heard a loud plop.
To my great surprise,
In front of my eyes.
A frog jumped out with a flop.
From mud, my first doll was made in my little toy shop.
It was adorable, albeit a dirt flop.
Later one, I got the likes of Cabbage Patch and rag dolls.
Alas, my aged Raggedy Ann, head to the side now lolls
Looks like a red mop without a prop.
Linking People 2003:
ALKALINE bicarbonate in the blood,
Helps to mop the excess acid flood.
Though, lemon juice is acidic,
Benefits in heartburn is terrific.
Quarter litre water with a tablespoon juice as food.