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Post 3241

Recumbentman

We ought to be fearless and plucky
If this is how crumbles the cookie.
Why bother to rage
Against galloping age?
That's just what you get if you're lucky.
smiley - bubbly


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Post 3242

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

Time I'm not taking to task, for
I know age supplies what I ask for.
In youth I skipped lunches
Because of my hunches
I'd finance the beach that I bask for.
smiley - cool


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Post 3243

Recumbentman

The President tweets for his friends.
Some others his bluntness offends.
They all know what to say
When he tweets "covfefe":
It means "This is the way the world ends."


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Post 3244

Recumbentman

If Donald should tweet something odd
Must we fashion it into a rod
We can beat him with? No.
We should just let it go
Because--D'oh!--even Homer can nod.


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Post 3245

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

Let's weep for the climate accord.
Those who read it will mostly get bored.
If results become bumpy,
We all can blame Trumpy,
While Nature goes out of her gourd.


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Post 3246

Recumbentman

Mr Trump is the oddest of blokes--
He says climate change is a hoax.
If he opened his eyes
He might get a surprise:
It's causing the death of some folks.

http://www.irishtimes.com/opinion/letters/human-toll-of-climate-change-1.3110864


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Post 3247

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

If you listen to Comey, Trump lies.
Well, that doesn't seem to surprise.
It seems like a joke
To have such a bloke
In power without a disguise.


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Post 3248

Recumbentman

The plastic they make into bags
Can be shredded and rolled up as fags.
With lethal dioxin
Providing the toxin
You'll die from a couple of drags.


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Post 3249

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

I think that I just heard some thunder.
'Twill rain cats and dogs, shouldn't wonder.
I hope to stay dry
If my movements are spry.
My picnic plans, they were a blunder.


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Post 3250

YOGABIKER

A beautiful day lies ahead
The grey in the sky has now fled
The birds cheerily sing
What this new day will bring
But I just want to go back to bed


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Post 3251

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)


The summer begins to wind down.
The flowers are ragged and brown.
The fruit on the trees
Seem to bob in the breeze.
With fresh corn I can't seem to frown.

For Hurricane Jose I wait.
The risk of flash flooding is great,
The thunderstorm's near,
But I don't have much fear.
The forecasters' record's not great.


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Post 3252

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

Some limericks about the X-Men:



The Xmen are now at my home.
I'm serving them lunch with aplomb.
They're easy to please.
They eat all their peas.
They clapped when I read them this poem.

Wolverine answers to Logan.
"I'm sharp when I'm mad" is his slogan.
A ninja he's not,
Though sometimes he's thought
To be a great deal like a shogun.


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Post 3253

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

I'm knitting this quilt for my niece.
I hope it will give us some peace.
It has Ken and Barbie,
And Paddington's derby,
And maybe some nice golden fleece.




Rincewind, Magneto and I
Were baking a great hobbit pie.
Aslan was there,
In Fillory, where
Great fantasies all go to die.


I don't have invisible friends.
I hope it's not one of those trends.
No voice in my head
To tell me "You're dead
Unless you make proper amends."


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Post 3254

Argon0 (back for a bit)

I'm dreading this Brexit thought May
As she went over to Brussels today
To Junker she said
"I'd rather be dead"
Than give that Rees-Mogg his own way!


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Post 3255

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)


My mind oft is plagued by confusion,
And maybe -- just maybe -- delusion.
I think that a duck
Is driving a truck
Through Starbucks. He'll get a contusion!

I write silly rhymes when I'm bored.
My pen is as strong as a sword.
My neighbors I tease
On my flying trapeze,
And then watch the matador get gored.

I'm happy to sing in the rain.
No raindrops can make me complain.
Without an umbrella
I'm one happy fella,
Except when I get a chilblain.

The weather is starting to spit,
With hailstones and sleet -- quite a bit!
I sit in my hovel,
With gloves but no shovel,
And wait for a warm trend to hit.

I said to the bittern called Ben,
"I always know when to say when.
This enchanted beer
I never shall fear,
For Once it's been drunk, that's it then."

I never catch colds. They catch me,
Unless I outrun them, you see.
My pace gets much quicker
So I won't be sicker,
And that's why the cold lets me be


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Post 3256

Recumbentman

The Brits can be clever and charming,
Which makes it both sad and alarming
To see them in thrall
To a dead-end, brick-wall,
Ship-of-fools party bent on self-harming.


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Post 3257

paulh. Bunnies are cute (There, I've said it)

From a distance: is Brexit a hoax,
Just something to scare lots of folks?
Things may look quite frantic,
Across the Atlantic,
What sort of reaction to coax?


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