Limericks
There once was a lady from
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger;
They returned from the
ride
With the lady inside
And the smile on the face
of the tiger.
A tutor who tooted the flute
Tried to teach two young
tooters to toot.
Said
the two to the tutor,
“Is it harder to toot, or
To teach two tutors to toot
There once was a fellow named Hall
Who fell in the spring in the fall;
‘Twould have been a sad thing
Had
he died in the spring,
But he didn’t, he died in the fall.
An amoeba named Sam and his brother
Were having a drink with each other.
In
the midst of their quaffing,
They
split themselves laughing,
And now each of them now is a mother.
A goat on a stroll near a brook
Found an old movie film and partook.
“Was
it good?” asked his mate.
Said the goat, “Second-rate!
Not nearly as good as the
book!”
A cannibal said to her mate
Who was in a deplorable state
Of
discomfort, “My dear,
Do you think it’s the beer
Or is it just someone you ate?”
The limerick’s never averse
To expressing itself in a terse
Economical
style
And
yet, all the while,
The limerick’s always
a verse.
Two brother devised what
at sight
Seemed a bicycle crossed with a kite.
They
predicted – rash pair!
It
would fly through the air!
And what do you know? They were Wright!