On Sea and Land
Five limericks to roll your eyeballs in your head blamed on a prompt
the cook wanted to cook a new dish he cast out a net to catch some fish but a mermaid he caught well endowed, they all thought ever since then, the crew smelled of fish
a cat, a rat set sail on a raft all exclaimed that the rodent was daft but little did they know only it knew where to go the cat couldn’t read the treasure map
there lived a pussycat and an owl who sailed alone on a boat somehow for this naval mission forgot their provisions the bird said I’m out of here — ciao
on board served a seaman named Mandy a famous singer of sea shanties he’d sing them every day “he’s a sailor, he’s okay” though he wears only women’s panties
there was a frisky husband named Sid whose wife said he was more like a kid as she dressed to go to work he would act like a jerk she’d send him out to walk with his Id
there once was this guy named Janaka who played all night his harmonica his wife cried out no more anything for peace once more so once again, they did frollica
— Janaka Stagnaro
If you made it this far, I thank you. Two posts of limericks in a week, there must be some sort of literary malady besetting upon me. For this collection of maladjusted thoughts, I blame Willow Schroeder for her limerick prompt (see down below).
However, I do have a confession. As a chronic punner, I do relish the rolling of eyes and I am afraid these last collections of limericks do the trick. And this will fare poorly for my wife and you dear readers.
If you dare, my previous limerick collection.