Here’s to a great new week! Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
SORT
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word SHAKE in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
I’ve a serious disclosure to make:
I’ve lived my whole life as a fake.
Approached number ten
To fess up, but then
When I told him my plight, he said, “Shake!”
Every day my left arm does shake
A real nuisance it does make
I dither and pause
With unknown cause
Wonder what diagnosis they’ll make?
Robbie struggled hard with his weight,
Ate loads of pastries and beefsteak,
His tum was rotund
His body was shunned –
Milkshake was the biggest mistake!
Let’s shake, rattle and roll, my friend
We have some festivities to attend
We’ll have some fun
Till we see the sun
For this party will never end.
I once made myself a nice shake
Several ingredients to make
Including some chocolate
Maca and nut butter
A tasty beverage it did make!
There once was a chicken named Shake,
Who asked, well now, what should we bake?
I went in the store
And came out the door
With the mix that was named shake and bake.
P.S. The chicken was not amused.
Oh, how the earth moved for me last night
But it wasn’t quite in delight
A horrendous shake
Jolted me awake
And had me quaking with fright.
Alsu Remi:
There was a young baker from Swindon
Who sold only cakes with no cream on.
He’d start with a shake
Every time that he baked –
With no clue why his profits had dwindled.
Bony Tony was ever so fond
Of a fictional spy called James Bond
Who liked girls in bikinis
And cocktail martinis:
Shaken not stirred, tout le monde!
Jocelyn Barker:
She saw it and started to shake
The viper’s a dangerous snake
To flee from the adder
She shot up a ladder
Then saw it was only a fake.
I loved all last weeks entries, and your meme for today!!
Becky was a wandering sort
Her trips she wouldn’t abort
The adventures she had
Made her life so glad
No longer imagined in a fort!
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You left me with a smile, Kim 😀
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I’m so glad! 🤗
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Sort yourself out she said
To the man she was going to wed
Unless you improve
And your faults remove
You can forget our romance instead
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Too right! 😆
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😂 Lol
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She claimed she would take me to court
If her project I purposed to thwart
I said if she knew me
She never would sue me
Accepting I’m just not her sort.
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Great fun, Keith.
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Thanks, Esther
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“I sort of,” I said without skill
“Don’t want to partake in the Limerick drill”
It is a pain
Fuses the brain
And some neurons it may kill!
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Oh, wait a second. Too late I guess 😉
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You sort of did it without literally finkin’, innit?!
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Yep, I sort of fell into it…
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🤣🤣
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Accused once of being loquacious,
A claim I considered audacious,
I gave the retort
That you’re of the sort
Who frequently are most ungracious.
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Two limericks! Brilliant. Thank you so much, Keith. Love this one too.
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Bony Tony was a professor of data.
In Spain, he’d sort them and get paid in pesetas.
Once he’d collected his fees,
He’d ask for some cheese
To melt over his hot baked potatoes.
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Ha, ha! Hilarious!
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Thanks Esther.
By way of explanation, although my limerick this is humorous, there is a strong element of truth in it. For those who never knew him, my Dad, the said Bony Tony, was a world-renowned statistician who loved working in Spain and enjoyed baked potatoes and cheese. The limerick was easy for me, as I merely told a true story that is dear to my heart.
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Super!
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If you aspire to be ‘the right sort’
There are lessons that cannot be taught:
Use the correct diction
Lie with conviction
And, above all, never get caught…
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You’re clearly the expert here…
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*One sort …*
This man is the sort I abhor A man with a terrible flaw While thousands are dying He’s lying and lying And lying and lying some more.
*Or another …*
This man is the sort I adore A man with a heart, and what’s more He’s terribly funny Not tight with his money – I’m hoping he’ll move in next door! 😊
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I’ll use both of these. Both very different – the first powerful and the second really funny!
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Chaz is a marine of true sort,
With a girl in every port,
His harem he loved,
But they pushed and shoved –
So often his plans they would thwart!
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Ha, ha! This is great fun. Thank you!
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I’ve decided to sort out my life
And find myself a lovely new wife
Cos one two and three
Were no good for me
They were far too much trouble and strife
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Oh, that’s very good!
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