Raising the Geranium
No, that’s not a Euphemism; but this is a Limerick
There was a Woke Lady down under Who claimed her pot plant a Wonder But next to her plant pot Smiled the Buddha on his ground spot because Woke — she most clearly, was Not
Sorry, probably needs an explanation — But the Lady shall remain nameless
Someone, who shall remain nameless, once wrote something making a spectacular claim about her potted geranium and posted a pic of said geranium. To give you an idea of the piece; among other things, it was also tagged ‘Spirituality’.
Someone else (Thank you, James), read that piece recently and told that someone, that the geranium was fine, but having the Buddha on the floor next to it was considered a sacrilege. (Buddha's need to be off the floor)
But wait, it gets worse:
Mortified, that someone, went to the garden shop and purchased a stand, intending that both the geranium and the Buddha would be raised:
The Buddha would have the geranium of wonder above, to offer him floral cover. But she didn't like the ‘coldness’ of the stand and went back to the garden shop to get something more ‘earthy’.
And there she found out, to her further mortification, that it’s also wrong to place something above the Buddha.
Embarrassed, bewildered, and a little ego-sore from receiving a thorough sense-of-self kicking — “And how do you know this?”, she asked the garden shop lady, just a little accusingly and without care (it was a stranger).
“Because I volunteer at the A___ Centre (the local Buddhist Centre). That’s where I know you from, Lee. You used to come to meditation there.”
…Yeah, ok, so I let the geranium be, and as you can see in the first pic, the Buddha is now happy.
Thank you, Adelia Ritchie, for tagging me. I know you told me, “good filthy fun”, but I swear we got plenty filthy clearing up the Buddha to raise him:
For those who miss the bawdiness and terrible double entendres that make limericks a bunch of fun — you just have to read Adelia’s five (count ’em) versed limerick, about a blue heron, of all things. Here’s just one verse:
He flies like a pterodactyl which females find very attractyl. He’s a lean sex machine, if you know what I mean, with his long and sharp-pointed bill.
Read the rest:
And none of this nonsense was her fault. Adelia’s five decker limerick was a response to Michael Burg, MD (AKA Medium Michael Burg)’s meaty triple-decker limerick, which he claimed was a world’s first:
With all that cheese and cholesterol, it’s basically a heart attack on the screen. Obviously, it's no good for you, so stop hanging about here and go disapprove of it immediately.
Michael Burg, MD, Thank you for tagging me too. There was no way I was going to top Adelia’s five verses so I’m holding to the standard that “Size Does Not Matter”.
And if you’re still reading and at all curious about the original geranium pot piece; it is:
Thank you, beautiful reader.
