Limerick

Oh yes, downtoearth it did, sorry! But I just think that some of the rhymes haven't had the classic limerick timing, that's all I meant. But it's not important, we're having fun, that's the main thing

Dont think we have my last lune rhymed with fella , I started the next one

Bellanonna I'm confused now as well - we seem to have strayed from Limericks

On my chin I have a whisker

There’s a monster in our cellar
A really dodgy fella
His groans disturb my sleep
I hardly get a peep
I am a sleepy Bella

There’s a monster in our cellar
A really dodgy fella
His groans disturb my sleep
I hardly get a peep

No just a comment on your post Bella

There’s a monster in our cellar
A really dodgy fella
His groans disturb my sleep

I’m lost!!!

(Are we doing other rhymes now as well as limericks?)

Sorry slow thinking! (that's not a first line)

There’s a monster in our cellar
A really dodgy fella

Apologies!!

New first line Trisher?

There's a monster in our cellar

Spider spider on the wall
What will happen if you fall?
Will you land upon my head
And play at being dead?
Ignoring how I scream and call

Spider spider on the wall
What will happen if you fall?
Will you land upon my head
And play at being dead?

Spider spider on the wall
What will happen if you fall?
Will you land upon my head

Spider spider on the wall
What will happen if you fall?

Spider spider on the wall

Marydoll

A wonderful thing is the parsnip
Unfortunately not found in the Arctic
It's really good roasted
The sou chef , he boasted
And the taste is really cathartic

A wonderful thing is the parsnip
Unfortunately not found in the Arctic
It's really good roasted
The sou chef , he boasted

A wonderful thing is the parsnip
Unfortunately not found in the Arctic
It's really good roasted

A wonderful thing is the parsnip
Unfortunately not found in the Arctic

I gave up pushing the trolley
I'm such a wimpy old dolly
My back is all knobbly
I keep going wobbly
and I don't know my brocc'lli from cauli

A wonderful thing is the parsnip

I gave up pushing the trolley
I'm such a wimpy old dolly
My back is all knobbly
I keep going wobbly