limerick thingy

a most technermological chap
Were the man who invented the tap
turn right and it's on
left and it's gone
so simple you don't need a map
One's hiccups are quite an affliction
And to cure them is quite an addiction
I've had them all day,
but they won't go away
and they're really affecting my diction.
There once was a man in a suit
Who considered that life was a hoot
He awarded some prizes
And wore some disguises
To serenade girls on his lute
My space hopper is a great toy
I've had it since I was a boy
It's orange and round
and bounced on the ground
And its taste is improved with some Soy.
Julie Andrews was riding her bike
Instead of a saddle, a spike
Her Favourite Thing
was wrapped in a sling
and now she sings like Dick Van Dyke
My favourite snack is Beef Ring
Which should become a brand new Thing
It might seem quite heinous
to eat something veinous
just recently cleaned by wi-ping.
young andy, who came from hurst park
Decided to seek Noah's Ark
He checked in the pond
Found Harry's best wand
And turned himself into a shark
A one legged pirate named Mary
had a Chest that was awfully hairy
now, a pirate's chest's great
full of pieces of eight,
But Mary's is just downright scary
There was a young priest from the Vatican
who said "I can do that, that I can"
Even stood on one leg
On his nose, a great peg
a gymnastic mat and a Watney can.
a fish-catching angler named shaw
was happy despite being poor
he would use up his time
talking in rhyme
Catching halibut as an encore
There was a fat friar named Tuck
Whose saxomastraw wouldn't suck
It filled up with spittle
and got very brittle
so instead, on his lute, he did pluck
Tonight is the night for the Thingies
Every bell in the town to go ring is
We can't hardly wait!
So stay up late
And get drunk with the greatest of eeee-ease. *ahem*
A Conor from Amerikaland
maintained weight was to do with a gland
He ate nought but burgers
And cheese from Limburg, as
His waistline began to expand
It's Henrys Thirst birthday today
So hoorah and harroo and hooray!
Get him a card
and an aston mart (in)
But cake makes for bad tooth decay.
The was a young singer called Sting,
Who entered the limerick thing
Sadly (for he)
The last line, you see,
Didn't quite have the right ring!
There once was a man from Alfriston
whose spectacles always had mist on
He installed windscreen wipers
And also car visors
So finally he could get to Prest-on
A well-endowed man from Nantucket
Augmented his pants with a bucket
He zipped up his flies
nearly up to his eyes
it's the way he decided to tuck it.
A middle-aged slapper called Bunty
Met a rotund man called Humpty
She gave him a snog
He turned into a frog
And now he feels a right Numpty.
There once was a lady called Frank
Who worked through the week at a bank
At the weekend
She tried to look butch, failed, and cried
So she shaved off her beard for a prank
There was a young man with the flu
Who had heard 'twas a cure to eat poo
But his horrible sneezes
caused large fecal breezes
And he looked like a Martian named Schmoo.
I know a lady called Doris
She oft goes out with a Dutchman called Boris
She's a medium of course
And she uses the Force
To contact a spirit named Horace
Il y avait un jeune homme de Paris
Qui voulait allez a une soirée
ca mére a dit 'NON'
Mais son pere dit "C'est bon!"
Aucun il est tranny appelé Clarice.
The law in east kurdistan
States that "You must if you can"
"If you can't then you should"
If you shouldn't, surely you could,
but do if there isn't a ban.
Twenty-four parrots from Guam
Once said "Hello Ma'am"
The girl they addressed
Stood up straight and confessed
I'm back off to my farm
A felonious oik name of Dwayne
Said "Henceforth I'll always refrain
From showing my bum
To my friends and my Mum
And picking my nose on the train
A silly old Zebra called Hugh
Had most of his stripes painted blue
He became pretty annoyed
And blamed Tommy Boyd
For his new inexplicable hue
The weather in Leicester is grey
Even greyer than yesterday
So I'll paint the town red
And then when I'm dead
They'll think of me every day.
Said a man with a lisp and a stutter:
"P-p-pleath p-p-path me thome butter"
"Thome b-b-bread too"
"b-b-b-ut not on m-m-my thoe"
or else they w-will th-think I'm a n-nutter
I was teaching my whippet to sing
I started with "God Save the King"
He sang in tune
And howled at the moon
He was so good I renamed him Bing.
Whilst making up swear words in Finnish
My vocab is beginning to diminish
I can no longer curse
While holding my purse
So I'll say "nuts to that" and speak British
There was a young man from east Hainault
Who enlisted one night in a gay cult
He met up with a priest
They had a huge feast
And Rosemary's baby was the result
A charming young lady from Wickham
Had some ferrets but nowhere to stick 'em
So her boyfriend came round
And lent her 10 pound
For a cage so that no one would nick 'em.
there was a young busker from Penge
Who played his guitar at Stonehenge
He was crushed when they fell
It smarted like hell
So he smashed up the rocks in revenge.
There once was an island called Easter
Where chocolate eggs are a feast, Sir
Chocolate bunnies make poo
So do I, so do you
but we ain't going to eat it for din-ner
My boyfriend is from Tuvalu
Where they keep trousers in their canoe
it's ok in the spring,
but winter does bring
Monkeys that poo in your shoe.
A lazy young man from Harwich
Fancied an Australian marriage
He courted a Sheila
who charged him to feel her
For goods and for package and carriage.
A sturdy canoeist named Ned
Who really wanted some head
Went over the falls
Lost one of his balls
So he packed up and went back to bed
There was a young Martian named Schmoo
Whose head shrunk as the rest of him grew
His growth rate was inverted
His cat was perverted
And his dog was a little weird too
A young man once showed a projection
On the side of his building erection
It was gone half past nine
When he turned on the sign
to advertise sugar confection.
These rhymes are getting really quite thin
Just like the digestives left in my tin
There's sixty we've done
This makes sixty one
But they're all only fit for the bin
Whilst sitting, last night, in my box
A strange smell came from my socks
"Gorgonzola or Brie?"
"Cheddar?, Caerphilly?"
No, 'twas nowt but scandinavian lox
An astronomer called Patrick Moore
Played his xylophone til he was sore
He stared at Uranus
And read Coriolanus
Scratched his bum and said "Aint life a bore?"
Young Kouros was sent to his corner
Nobody could be more forlorner
In his lycra he dressed
And in it he messed
Decorating the flora and fauna
There once was a wombat who bounced
And his mate called camp Patrick who flounced
Together they went
Away in a tent
And after dark, 'twas Patrick who pounced!
There once was a gerbil called Martin,
Who just could not stop farting
Each particular whiff
Needed a sniff
By popular singer D. Parton
SimonG made a limerick game
Supposed to bring fortune and fame
But it proved quite addictive
And somewhat restrictive
And our hands it did mame
A baby called Dominic's ear
drove a pram that was stuck in 1st gear
With a worrying rattle
That drowned out his prattle
after quaffing a bottle of beer
I wonder what's cooking for tea
Something yummy just for me
I hope that it's not
Horrid lentil splot
It's the vilest thing you'll ever see!
They say true love, it never dies
Especially if you love pies
nor lives, indeed, nor eats pies
who did eat all the pies?
Simon did: no suprise.
I once met a man from oop North
Who thpoke with an accthent of courth
He mated his Whippet
'Til a judge made him snip it
And the polith had to do it by forth
A travelling snail passed through Greece
Looking for a flat with a cheap lease
He strummed his bazuki
in his efforts at nookie
but was chased away by the police
a redundant, tortologous phrase
Is something too often seen these days
Too often it's seen
In Harpers & Queen
Isn't grammar a difficult maze?
A small little fish called Wanda
Met a 419 scammer who conned 'er
and despite being small
she got no share at all
So she fed him to her bet Anaconda
Oi wance met an ole boy vrom devon
Oi met im at arf parst eleven
Ee zat orn 'is tracter
'is wife, it attacked 'er
and chased 'er until arf parst zevern
A dog that got stuck up a tree
Fell foul when he need to pee
He went out on a limb
he cocked his left leg
and got stung on the nuts by a bee.
There was a young man named Derek
Who fancied himself as a cleric
He would sit down to pray
that, in the course of the day
He wouldn't become an hysteric
But what do you expect from a failure
If he goes all the way to Australia
He's bound to get lost
because he is sloshed
But what do you expect from a failure
There was a young man fron Australia
When he met ya was sure to regale ya
He loved to drink beer
With a straw though his ear
As a hunk he was rather a failure
A disgruntled young mouse with no knees
Found it very hard to find some cheese
Since he couldn't bend down
As he wandered round town
but standing up straight was a breeze
An old general who served at the Somme
Escaped from the blast of a bomb
He ran away like a girl
Puttees all of a twirl
They never found out where he'd gone
Busty Sue was thrilled to bits
When she found her new bra really fits
It wasn't too tight
It fitted just right
As a bomb shelter during the Blitz
Some Thingers went for a walk in the woods
Taking with them some edible goods
They ate all the cake
But what a mistake -
It put them in tempestuous moods.
A fellow who lived with a spoon
Wanted to fly to the moon
He built his own rocket
But failed to lock it
So he hopes he will get it back soon
An aardvark who lived in the jungle
Found his toes had become rather fungal
between them he found
twenty five pound
and a photo of zippy and bungle
When the moon rose up over the Hill
Jack walked up along with Jill
When they got to the top
Jack just had to stop
And remain remarkably still.
There was a young lady called Kerry
Who was rather fond of some sherry
not just by the glass
But by bucket and cask
it made her decidedly merry.
A cork-hatted Aussie from Sydney
Decided to donate a kidney
He removed it himself
Put it on his shelf
then fried it for breakfast didn't he
i once met a lady called brenda
who wanted a man to defend her
She hired a clown, who kept fooling around, cos' he had a different agenda
this made her frown, and feel quite down, 'cos even Ms. Greer couldn't mend her.
He leered up and down at the front of her gown, contemplating the Brenda pudenda.
There was a young lady from Kent
who decided to live in a tent
It got rather leaky
which made her feel peaky
And gave her a quite noisome scent
And made a backwards limerick!
and moistened his plums
He rubbed on his gums
Whose teeth made a terrible 'click'
There once was a fellow called Dick
There once were a bunch of people who couldn't write a limerick that scanned
SimonG's site was subsequently panned
but they all had a go
the words started to flow
It still didn't scan so was burried in sand.
The strangest thing about the Queen is
The way she takes a whizz
she lifts up her dress
and makes such a mess
It's because of her malformed penis
Young Sarah was once caught looking
At a recipe while she was cooking
The ingredients listed
some pasta shapes (twisted)
and australian lard with a chook in
An old man bit into an orange
It was in the form of a lozenge
It was the colour of silver
And donated by Sylvia
who worked in the Ministry Of Housinge
An old man once lost his spectacles
They turned up on his testicles
They helped him to see
While having a pee
And polishing his octopi tentacles
A poor begger out of luck
Was feeling a bit of a schmuck
He decided to go
and buy a new hoe
Then discovered his doorknob was stuck
An orangutan known as JG
Got a huge great big bite from a flea
Which caused her to scratch
And got a boil to match
And nothing else really rhymes with JG
There once was a bottle of cider
Which housed a ruddy great spider
It got bloody drunk
And slept with a skunk
An experience previously denied 'er
There was an old man named Willy
whose dog was exceedingly silly
It lay on its back
It's neck it would crack
While eating a piece of Caerphilly
A man who was famed by a Donkey
Of two legs he had, one was wonky
he had a bad limp
And was considered a whimp
and in harlem he got called a honky
There once was a lady from Ealing
Whose piercings were only just healing
She said "Oi that hurts!"
"It's much bigger than Bert's"
As they scraped her off of the ceiling.
There once was a mad bloke named Simon
Had a milkshake and it was a lime one
It tasted so yummy
And was good for your tummy
And great for the eyes, so no light on.
You can't beat a good lentil splot
(Assuming it's lovely and hot)
Or cold with some jelly
But not in a welly
Else, soon to the toilet you'll trot
There was an old juggler called Stu
Who would juggle chuhahas on cue
When the tiny dogs screamed
of silence he dreamed
I'd pay money for that, wouldn't you?
there was a young lady called trout
Who suffered from most painful gout
She was in so much pain
Which was caused, in the main
by a clout on the head from a lout
there was a young lass called mort's mom
Handled her diction with quite some aplomb
She could speak very quick
she developed a tic
and now works for st-stutter.com
a gun-toting chap called scottJ
often ate lemon parfait
it tasted so good
he thought that he would
Hold a parfait soiree on Tuesday
there is a rum thing that's called 'thinging'
Which has set our fair nation a-ringing
If you want to join in
It's easy to begin
just think of a subject that's minging
One day Mort went looking for cake
though she knew it was a mistake
There was some in the fridge
It was stuck in a ridge
So she settled instead for a Flake
As KeRa relaxed in his chair
He cuddled his favourite teddy bear
The bear came to life
and ran off with his wife
(She yearned for some teddy bear care)
There was a young Simon of G
who got his hat caught in a tree
He climbed up the trunk
And found there a monk
A dirty habit I think you'll agree
The smile on the face of young Marc
Could frighten the dogs in the park
they chased him around
In a way most profound
so he said "sod this for a lark"
A clever young girl called miss_sixty
Sits down in a field and picks tea
Her bottom gets wet
so she went to the vet
Saying "a tap on the bum will quite fix me"
There was a young chap called el tent
Who bungee'd a speedy descent
The elastic, it stretched
and the spectators retched
Now everyone calls him el dent
A jolly jelly feller named Goodway
Passed through villages but never would stay
visited many a pub
But here is the nub:
he never would go there on tuesday
There once was a sailor named Merman
who kept a pet beetle called herman
It lived in a box
And ate lime green socks
And drove round in tanks 'cos he's German
there was a young man called lordhutton
whose suit had many a button
With a waistcoat so snug
And a face like a slug
and now he picks litter in sutton
A once was a boy called Billy
A twice made this line sound quite silly
A third is absurd
he lifted his leg
And threw himself over a filly
The was a hairy hero called Henry
Hong Kong Phooey's real name was Penry
They both had an urge
And forth they did surge
Together they were called Penry FitzHenry
There was a young chap called Omally
Who was always a little doo-lally (sp)
There was an old sea-dog called Merman
Who everyone thought was a German
But he wasn't