Once upon a time ago,
There was a princely toad called Mo.
And with one kiss from maiden fair,
He’d be a prince, or so he’d swear,
But that was once upon a time ago.
There once was a guy from Chibbichumbaro,
That liked to wear a big fat sombero,
He’d do a little song and dance,
Like a zebra he’d flightfully prance,
What a spirited guy from Chibbichumbaro.
Oh come on, don’t be shy,
For sure my smile does not lie,
The world may be a harsh place,
Full of smog with little space,
But still living is worth a try.
The beans are purple from Kentucky,
for the soil there is quite mucky.
Twisted up and withered away,
‘They taste like turnips,’ the locals say.
Ain’t you glad you ain’t from Kentucky?
Now I once knew a strange man,
Who always said “Oh yes I can!!”
And do you know where he be this day?
Down below the south horizon’s way,
In Florida with a mighty fine tan.
Limericks are not for average folks,
Or those who can’t very well take jokes,
Neither for millionaires nor trillionaires,
For you see, the humour is not in their cares,
Limericks are for you and me, who like them egg yolks.
Call me odd, and call me Bessy,
But I hear spaghetti is quite messy,
Slurping up noodles and chewing ‘em up,
All like you were some young dog pup,
Then again, my name ain’t Bessy.
Doggy woggy went ‘bow wow’,
Right up behind a big, fat cow,
‘Woof woof! Arf Arf! Woof woof woof!’
She smushed him right under her great big hoof.
Doggy woggy went ‘bow OW!’
The end is such a sad, sad thing,
the words ‘good bye’ do quite ring,
But, sadly, it is a needed ringing,
Or forever would the fat lady be singing,
so, avoir, good bye and to you a good spring.