LIMERICKS 6

So today will I start to Spring clean?
Far too energetic for simply my scene!
But I'll get out the bucket and mop

So today will I start to Spring clean?
Far too energetic for simply my scene!
But I'll get out the bucket and mop
Scrub from bottom to top

So today will I start to Spring clean?
Far too energetic for simply my scene!
But I'll get out the bucket and mop
Scrub from bottom to top
You will certainly know where I have been!!

The mere thought of such a chore

The mere thought of such a chore
Gives me backache, headache and more

The mere thought of such a chore
Gives me backache, headache and more
So to protect my health

The mere thought of such a chore
Gives me backache, headache and more
So to protect my health
I will leave by stealth,
and happily walk out the door.

There was a young woman called Sadie,

There was a young woman called Sadie,
Very proper, indeed a real lady!

There was a young woman called Sadie,
Very proper, indeed a real lady!
When she went into town

There was a young woman called Sadie,
Very proper, indeed a real lady!
When she went into town
She strolled up and down

There was a young woman called Sadie,
Very proper, indeed a real lady!
When she went into town
She strolled up and down
And she never did anything shady.

Her sister, I'm told, was more daring

Her sister, I'm told, was more daring
Around town she would often be haring

Her sister, I'm told, was more daring
Around town she would often be haring,
Pub crawling, and more!

Her sister, I'm told, was more daring
Around town she would often be haring,
Pub crawling, and more!
til they showed her the door

Her sister, I'm told, was more daring
Around town she would often be haring,
Pub crawling, and more!
til they showed her the door
Struggling, shouting and swearing!

I know that her mother was frantic

I know that her mother was frantic
Whatever would be her next antic

I know that her mother was frantic
Whatever would be her next antic
One just could never be sure

I know that her mother was frantic
Whatever would be her next antic
One just could never be sure
With angry tears she would roar

I know that her mother was frantic
Whatever would be her next antic
One just could never be sure
With angry tears she would roar
Her actions were so unromantic

Her brother, however, was better

Her brother, however, was better,
Walking daily with his red-setter

Her brother, however, was better,
Walking daily with his red-setter
With a bag of blue

Her brother, however, was better,
Walking daily with his red-setter
With a bag of blue
His troubles were few

Her brother, however, was better,
Walking daily with his red-setter
With a bag of blue
His troubles were few
He was also a secret Gransnetter!

There once was a night of Red Noses

There once was a night of Red Noses
I only watched in small doses

There once was a night of Red Noses
I only watched in small doses
Millions were raised

There once was a night of Red Noses
I only watched in small doses
Millions were raised
Some people seemed crazed