A young man loved ping pong He also liked Mah Jong But what was lewd And oh so crude He’d only wear a thong. Call of Saul There was an...

Two little limericks I wrote a while ago whilst going through an aspirational phase. Dwelling on the practicalities held me back. Zoo-loo...

I want to go live on the moon It really should happen quite soon My life is a mess With plenty of stress I need to get going by noon Dig...

These two limericks are not based on anyone I know.  #justsaying Mike Mike’s a strange sort of man Make of this what you can He sleeps in...

A quick little poem, off the cuff. I usually let them fester for days, but this had time restraints due to a competition… There was an...

The limericks roll up when I’m walking. Here’s three more. I would like to be topical, but that’s just not happening. Lulu Rocks Lulu is...

Pump It Up Who had an unusual trait She could inflate her chest Through a pump in her vest She gave a big squeeze on a date Fake Bake...

Hats off to those who blog about writing and make it both interesting and relevant. What a challenge that is.  If I ever finish my novel,...

I’ve moved on from sheep and cows to the hazards of sweets. There was a girl who Stole sweets And hid them inside her sheets One morning...

I love writing limericks.  When you are searching for that elusive line or final punch, you can’t be worrying much about anything else....