yet again more “bad” poetry…I am on a roll.

There once was a runner named Dwight

Who could speed even faster than light.

He set out one day

In a relative way

And returned on the previous night.


An amoeba, named Max, and his brother

Were sharing a drink with each other;

In the midst of their quaffing,

They split themselves laughing,

And each of them now is a mother.


There once was a lady named Ferris

Whom nothing could ever embarrass.

‘Til the bath salts one day,

in the tub where she lay,

turned out to be Plaster of Paris.

9 thoughts on “yet again more “bad” poetry…I am on a roll.

  1. LOL love these Suze 🏆

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  2. Hilarious! Keep on rollin!

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  3. Oh my! I had to LOL at that last one! Keep ’em coming! 🙂

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  4. Hahaha!! I love Limericks. My sisters and I made a limerick tale for my parent’s 25th wedding anniversary and it is still hanging in their home. I think you would have been a great consultant on that project had I only known you then. :o)

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    1. My husband and I said our vows in limerick at our wedding. The pastor laughed, my parents were NOT amused..his parents thought it was “sweet” (I think they didn’t hear them actually).


      1. LOL! That is epic. I got married in July 2017 and I really wish I had thought of Limericks. I bow to your audaciousness. :o)

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