The Jet (cont’d)
When the plane got up into the air
the pilot was quite unaware;
’cause it finally hit
that the gas tank was whit,
leaving them in a state of despair.
How about a good limerick to ease away all your pains?Submit your favorite limericks, your own limericks, and from time to time I'll be writing my own.
How about a good limerick to ease away all your pains?Submit your favorite limericks, your own limericks, and from time to time I'll be writing my own.
2 comments:
There once was a man from PV
Who thought writing limericks was neat
He did fairly fine
til he got to the last line.
....ummm....ummm.... glued to his feet?
Hey, alien--
Speaking of feet, you've got one too many in line 4, didja notice?
What about having it read,
"Till he reached the last line,
Where a dactyl was glued to his feet!"
Also, purist that I am, I shudder at rhyming "PV/neat" in l.1-l.2.
Would you like to have,
"There once was a man from Takreet
Who thought writing limericks was neat"?
Mary
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