Simplicity has the answer
For a poetic dancer
With pen in hand
Making the perfect stand
Like a true romancer
By Dr Geebers
Tag Archive: limericks
There was a young book on a shelf,
That was read by a tiny young elf,
On how to be big,
By doing a jig,
But it wasn’t any good for his health.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young pigeon that flew,
From Hammersmith to Waterloo,
When seeing a ghost,
That’s really a post,
It hit him and knocked him out too.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young bear called Graham,
Who hated going out in the rain,
So being a star,
He stole a car,
And then he stole a plane.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young baby so young,
Who had a big massive tongue,
When seeing a fly,
Just fluttering by,
She flicked it out for fun.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young ant that was nice,
Who never said anything twice?
Until a young bird,
With the last word,
Picked him up and ate him with rice.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young woman on a diet,
Who was quite pleasant and quiet,
While being on stage,
She ate loads of veg,
To teach her young audience to buy it.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young pen called Ink,
Who had a missing link?
Without the thrill,
Of getting a refill,
He couldn’t write or think.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young man with some bacon,
Who didn’t know what was a check in,
So he played with some balls,
So a customer recalls,
Until someone shouted there’s Beckham.
By Dr Geebers
There was a young man with no hair,
Who wore a wig everywhere?
Until a dog,
Jumped of a log,
And stole it in the air.
By Dr Geebers
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