Limericks - 3

There was a young man from Dunoon
Whose looks caused the women to swoon

There was a young man from Dunoon
Whose looks caused the women to swoon
He was very well bred

There was a young man from Dunoon
Whose looks caused the women to swoon
He was very well bred
But, my mother said

There was a young man from Dunoon
Whose looks caused the women to swoon
He was very well bred
But, my mother said
“Dear girl, you just can’t have the moon”

There was an old lady from Kent

There was an old lady from Kent
Who knew not where her money went

There was an old lady from Kent
Who knew not where her money went
She'd saved for a treat

There was an old lady from Kent
Who knew not where her money went
She'd saved for a treat
On a beach in the heat

There was an old lady from Kent
Who knew not where her money went
She'd saved for a treat
On a beach in the heat
Nearly died at how much she'd spent!!!

There was a young man from the islands

There was a young man from the islands
Who each winter liked to ski in the Highlands

There was a young man from the islands
Who longed to visit Scots Highlands

There was a young man from the islands
Who longed to visit Scots Highlands
While wearing a kilt

There was a young man from the islands
Who longed to visit Scots Highlands
While wearing a kilt
Showing how he was built

There was a young man from the islands
Who longed to visit Scots Highlands
While wearing a kilt
Showing how he was built
He heard 'Wrong tartan for my lands!'

At last our Spring flowers are sprouting

At last our Spring flowers are sprouting
It must be time to go on an outing

At last our Spring flowers are sprouting
It must be time to go on an outing
I'll take you with me

At last our Spring flowers are sprouting
It must be time to go on an outing
I'll take you with me
If you bring cakes and tea

At last our Spring flowers are sprouting
It must be time to go on an outing
I'll take you with me
If you bring cakes and tea
But only if you stop pouting!!!

There was an old woman from London

There was an old woman from London
Who wore a hideous wig, a blonde one

There was an old woman from London
Who wore a hideous wig, a blonde one
Each time the wind blew

There was an old woman from London
Who wore a hideous wig, a blonde one
Each time the wind blew
Her bald head came in view

There was an old woman from London
Who wore a hideous wig, a blonde one
Each time the wind blew
Her bald head came in view

She sighed, now just look what you've done!

I should have known better it seems

I should have known better it seems
Than to think I could follow my dreams

I should have known better it seems
Than to think I could follow my dreams
Life played a part so did fate

I should have known better it seems
Than to think I could follow my dreams
Life played a part so did fate
What comes next I await,