Here’s to a great week! Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
SCONE
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word HELL in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
No words can describe the foul smell
Of a hermit crab, dead in its shell.
If you find one of those
Just cover your nose
And ask just what is this fresh hell.
They rang the bell
When from grace she fell
No longer on top
Hitting the ground with a plop
Exclaiming, “What fresh hell?”
Ritu:
Jill looked into the well
Precisely where he fell
She called out “Oh, Jack!”
But there was no voice back
“Our mum’s going to give me hell!”
I’ve had a hell of a cold
It’s made me feel really quite old
Coughing and sneezing
Hacking and wheezing
A remedy, I need to be sold!
I think that Hell will be cold
So uncomfortable when you’re old
Craving warm weather
Get rid of this sweater
Baring skin isn’t just for the bold!
Can you look at my bill, please?
It is full of unexplained fees
That’s quite a lot
For who knows what
Before I pay, Hell will freeze.
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I see you didn’t like it a bit
Me and my unhinged wit
You say it’s crude
And sometimes rude
But I shan’t go to Hell for it.
Commuting is the worst kind of hell
Which can leave you distinctly unwell
You’ll soon be believing
That stopping breathing
Is better than some second-hand smell.
Hell hath no fury, its said
As that woman scorned, I saw red
I kicked him out the door
And as for his whore
I kicked her right out of my bed!
I only tried to wish her well
She thought I said, “You go to hell.”
The look I got
Hurt a lot
‘Cause I tripped and fell in a well.
Linking People 2003:
Oh, hell, will end of burka practice end sobriety?
Yes, because burka allays beauty anxiety,
Among women; subdues voyeuristic pleasure,
For men, preventing violence without measure,
Against women around the globe, notoriety!
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I looked up into the bright blue sky
And what did I spy with my little eye
A drone with a scone
And an ice-cream cone
Dost thou think that I might be high?
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I certainly do 😂😂
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Little Anita went to see
If she could score a scone and a sip-of tea
She felt real bad
For none was to be had
Without an exorbitant few
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Did you mean fee?
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Yes, fee. Hmm, not sure what happened there.
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Auto-incorrect
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Could be
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That’s more like it!
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Really good, Trent. Thank you 😊
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Thanks, Esther! Is it possible for you to edit the comment so that “few” is “fee”? It was a typo/auto-correct or whatever mistake. Thanks!
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Of course! I do this sort of thing all the time!
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Thanks!
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We went out for tea and a scone
Just me and my bestest mate, John.
I then shared a scone
With a girl that I’d known
But before I had finished, she’d gone.
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Great fun. Thanks, Keith.
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Thanks, Esther. I didn’t know which pronunciation you preferred, so I tried both 🙂
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I once at a scone with a bone
Or was it a seed or a stone?
At any rate
The taste was not great
I’ll just stick to biscuits from one on!
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Oops! Typos galore! Ate, and now should be where the mistakes are. Sorry!
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No worries! 😂
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I don’t blame you 😂
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Jam and cream on a scone
Or with just butter, alone?
You get to choose it
Which choice will it fit?
But a scone alone? I’d moan!
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So would I! 😂
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😂
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There was a fair maiden from Troon
Who fell for a crooner from Scone.
He woo’d her with tunes
That just made her swoon.
Now they’re an item: they’re Kenneth and June.
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Very funny, Lance 😊
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😂😂😂
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And now an acrostic
Sometimes, when I’m chewing a scone,
Can’t help but think, “What’s going on?
Once young, fit and free,
Now I’m seventy-three,
Even… no, it’s too late; the thought’s gone.”
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I was rather hoping you would do an acrostic 😊
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😁
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And this made me laugh out loud ☺
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😎
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For some, jam first is just not done,
While cream first, you’re on your own.
The bigger dilemma
Is really whether
You call it a ‘scon’ or a ‘scown’.
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Ha, ha! Nice one, Geoff.
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SCONE, a cake 🧁 made from flour, fat, milk 🥛 and fruit,
Usually unsweetened or lightly so is the pursuit!
But, Australians use “scone” word as a slang,
For head, expressing as, tapped his scone, with pang;
To imply, couldn’t understand the new recruit!
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Thank you for this. I didn’t see it until just now, after the blog post had gone out, but I did enjoy it 🙂
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