Limericks Follow Us Everywhere

Hygienic and Sanitized

Those of us with minds leaning towards limericking often find a limerick in the making in many circumstances, such as taking medicine, singing in the shower, or even slipping in the toilet.

What Color Was Dad’s Pill You Took?

I’ve taken an antidepressant. Its effects on me were quite tumescent. No use in mere yelling Concerning the swelling Although I was fully pubescent.

Enjoying The Watery Echo Chamber

I practiced a song in the shower. The melodic notes seemed to tower. But as I got out. There was no one about To laud my professed vocal power

Contaminating Rhythm: You’ve Got Me Down Flat

While in my bath, I lost balance Because I was proud of my talents. I slipped on the lid, I finished my skid Then, language was full of contaminants.

Hello to fellow limerick writers: Manylen Bunchean, Daniel Lee, Black Balloon, Melanie J., ThePleasurePen, Michael Burg, MD (Satire Sommelier) 😬, Michelle Monet, Lovely Poems. I am finding more and more of you who delight in limericks.

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