LIMERICKS 6

He thought he would go take some classes
To help in attracting the lasses
He started with tap
But boy he was c**p!!!

He thought he would go take some classes
To help in attracting the lasses
He started with tap

He thought he would go take some classes
To help in attracting the lasses

There was a young man from Penzance
Who asked to be given a chance....
To show off his moves
Though his feet were like hooves
As he loved to perform Morris dance!

He thought he would go take some classes

There was a young man from Penzance
Who asked to be given a chance....
To show off his moves
Though his feet were like hooves

There was a young man from Penzance
Who asked to be given a chance...
To show off his moves

There was a young man from Penzance
Who asked to be given a chance...

Poor Callgirl, her poem was ignored
Seems unlikely they’d all have got bored
But the rhythms got lost
Our wires got crossed
But still she was generally adored.

There was a young man from Penzance

Poor Callgirl, her poem was ignored
Seems unlikely they’d all have got bored
But the rhythms got lost
Our wires got crossed

Poor Callgirl, her poem was ignored
Seems unlikely they’d all have got bored
But the rhythms got lost

Poor Callgirl, her poem was ignored
Seems unlikely they’d all have got bored

I once met a singer named Pete
Who 'falsettoed' his way up the street
All the ladies were smitten
with the songs he had written
And Pete, on his feet, was just neat.

Poor Callgirl, her poem was ignored

Callgirl....

I started this one but I don't think anyone saw....last line is still missing

I once met a singer named Pete
Who 'falsettoed' his way up the street
All the ladies were smitten
with the songs he had written
......

New first line Willa?

Dame Judy...

I knew a young man called Stan
Who drove a rusty old van
It was covered in dirt
Its nickname was Bert
then the tank said 'adios' with a bang

I once met a singer named Pete
Who 'falsettoed' his way up the street
All the ladies were smitten
with the songs he had written
until ....

I knew a young man called Stan
Who drove a rusty old van
It was covered in dirt
Its nickname was Bert

I knew a young man called Stan
Who drove a rusty old van
It was covered in dirt

It made a big clutter

I knew a young man called Stan
Who drove a rusty old van

Come on ladies, don't give up

I knew a young man called Stan

Three ladies were writing for fun
until one of their pens had a run
It created a blotch that resembled a crotch
And now this new Limerick is done.

I’ve typed enough so laying low

Juliet27

Are slopes getting deeper
And are hills getting steeper
I huff and I puff
I manage the rough
and I'll still need that confounded beeper!

Oh dear, all adding at the same time!!!

Three ladies were writing for fun
until one of their pens had a run
It created a blotch that resembled a crotch
.....