LIMERICKS 4

There was a young lad from the south
Always singing when he opened his mouth
Then one day his voice broke
It sounded like a hoarse croak

There was a young lad from the south
Always singing when he opened his mouth
Then one day his voice broke

There was a young lad from the south
Always singing when he opened his mouth

A four leafed clover perhaps next
If one I find, before I'm vexed
I need one to help a friend with luck
After she got hit by a truck
Do you think she may have been hexed?

There was a young lad from the south

A four leafed clover perhaps next
If one I find, before I'm vexed
I need one to help a friend with luck
After she got hit by a truck

A four leafed clover perhaps next
If one I find, before I'm vexed
I need one to help a friend with luck

A four leafed clover perhaps next
If one I find, before I'm vexed

I picked a daisy from the lawn
A daisy chain I'd make by dawn,
But slugs ate them all
So I'll howl and bawl
Now no daisy chain,I`m so forelorn

A four leafed clover perhaps next

I picked a daisy from the lawn
A daisy chain I'd make by dawn,
But slugs ate them all
So I'll howl and bawl

I picked a daisy from the lawn
A daisy chain I'd make by dawn,
But slugs ate them all

I picked a daisy from the lawn
A daisy chain I'd make by dawn

I'm planning to buy a summer straw hat
That matches my polka dot cravat,
I'll look a real toff
And may even show off
Like a very cool cat!

I picked a Daisy from the lawn

I'm planning to buy a summer straw hat
That matches my polka dot cravat,
I'll look a real toff
And may even show off

I'm planning to buy a summer straw hat
That matches my polka dot cravat,
I'll look a real toff

I'm planning to buy a summer straw hat
That matches my polka dot cravat

How golden are the buttercups
From which the lone bee happily sups
They sway in the breeze
Just like miniture trees
While nearby are gambolling lambs and pups.

I'm planning to buy a summer straw hat

How golden are the buttercups
From which the lone bee happily sups
They sway in the breeze
Just like miniture trees

How golden are the buttercups
From which the lone bee happily sups
They sway in the breeze

How golden are the buttercups
From which the lone bee happily sups

Today is the day for having a laugh
Plus a day off for each of our staff!
We'll cook our own lunch
Then slurp, chomp and munch
We'll finish the day with a bath!!!

How golden are the buttercups

Today is the day for having a laugh
Plus a day off for each of our staff!
We'll cook our own lunch
Then slurp, chomp and munch

Today is the day for having a laugh
Plus a day off for each of our staff!
We'll cook our own lunch

Today is the day for having a laugh
Plus a day off for each of our staff!

'Twas a cold grey misty May day
At home I`ve no intentions to stay
With my biker gear on
Plus striped helmet to don
Vroom Vroom it's off and away!

Today is the day for having a laugh

'Twas a cold grey misty May day
At home I`ve no intentions to stay
With my biker gear on
Plus striped helmet to don