I love writing limericks. When you are searching for that elusive line or final punch, you can’t be worrying much about anything else. I don’t know if they are in the correct format and I know nothing about poetry and rhyming feet. They seem to have rhythm, but could be at the dancing dad end of the scale for all I know.
The first two are about sheep with a cow one at the end.
Sam The Ram
There was a young ram called Sam
Who liked a nice girl called Pam
Her love ran so deep
But sheep will be sheep
Hey ewe, it’s just a wham bam.
Blackie The Fantasist
Blackie was such a boastful old sheep
The realms of fantasy he could leap
And it’s not for me to say
But in the cool light of day
Could he really do that with Bo Peep?
Crazy Daisy
There was a young cow called Daisy
Who liked to act a bit crazy
She met a proud bull
And gave a big pull
It went all hazy fan-tay-zee
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