Laughing Along With A Limerick

Here’s to a great week! Your new limerick challenge is as follows:


Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word HELL in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:

Keith Edgar Channing:

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.

Annette Rochelle Aben:

They rang the bell

When from grace she fell

No longer on top

Hitting the ground with a plop

Exclaiming, “What fresh hell?”


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!”

Christine Mallband-Brown:

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!

Kim Smyth:

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!

Trent’s World:

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.

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.

Val Fish:

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!

Ruth Scribbles:

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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35 Responses to Laughing Along With A Limerick

  1. 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?

    Liked by 5 people

  2. trentpmcd says:

    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

    Liked by 5 people

  3. 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.

    Liked by 5 people

  4. Kim Smyth says:

    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!

    Liked by 4 people

  5. 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!

    Liked by 2 people

  6. 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.

    Liked by 2 people

  7. 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.”

    Liked by 2 people

  8. TanGental says:

    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’.

    Liked by 2 people

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  10. Linkingpeople2003 says:

    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!

    Liked by 1 person

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