A Day of texting Limericks, too many too naughty to post on here. But here are a few less naughty ones.
There was a young blackbird called Bill
Who constantly wanted to Trill
He sat on the wall
Continued to call
But the cat got Bill and his Trill
Grumpy Groundhog squats in his den
He’s moaning with misery again
He grunts and he croaks
On spittle he chokes
It’s only quarter past ten!
That Groundhog is dreaming of snow!
On his fingers, he’s having to blow!
He fumes and he chokes.
Watched by all the blokes.
Who seriously wish he would GO!
When you see this lady so fair.
You’ll notice her strutting the stair
With her haze wavy wriggle
And her elegant wiggle
She glides thro and graces the air.
You need to do something to while away these dark dreary days.