Limericks 7

The Markles are back in the news I see
Trying to get themselves a title or three,

The Markles are back in the news I see
Trying to get themselves a title or three,
There'll be none for Samantha

There`s a haunted house in our village ,they say
I pass it by night, and also by day
There are cries and shrieks,
One day someone peeks

Amagran, I think you're one page behind

The Markles are back in the news I see
Trying to get themselves a title or three,
There'll be none for Samantha
Maybe one for her Father

The Markles are back in the news I see
Trying to get themselves a title or three,
There'll be none for Samantha
Maybe one for her Father
The whole tribe are just boring to me

There was a young lady from Bury

There was a young lady from Bury
Who hid her bottle of Xmas sherry

There was a young lady from Bury
Who hid her bottle of Xmas sherry
But she couldn't resist temptation

There was a young lady from Bury
Who hid her bottle of Xmas sherry
But she couldn't resist temptation
So she shouted "Oh, tarnation!"

There was a young lady from Bury
Who hid her bottle of Xmas sherry
But she couldn't resist temptation
So she shouted "Oh, tarnation!"
An hour later she was exceedingly merry ?

I met an old fellow from Deal

I met an old fellow from Deal
Who looked like he could do with a meal

I met an old fellow from Deal
Who looked like he could do with a meal
So I bought him some chips

I met an old fellow from Deal
Who looked like he could do with a meal
So I bought him some chips
Along with some dips

I met an old fellow from Deal
Who looked like he could do with a meal
So I bought him some chips
Along with some dips
And some fruit that was easy to peel

I then met a well-to-do chap

I then met a well-to-do chap
Who strutted along with his brown flat cap

I then met a well-to-do chap
Who strutted along with his brown flat cap
Hand-made shoes

I then met a well-to-do chap
Who strutted along with his brown flat cap
Hand-made shoes
And smart tartan trews

I then met a well-to-do chap
Who strutted along with his brown flat cap
Hand-made shoes
And smart tartan trews
And bandy legs like the Cumberland Gap!

There was a young maiden from Cholmondeley

There was a young maiden from Cholmondeley
Who had such a rumbley tumbley

There was a young maiden from Cholmondeley
Who had such a rumbley tumbley
She ate curry like soup

There was a young maiden from Cholmondeley
Who had such a rumbley tumbley
She ate curry like soup
It was thick, liquid gloop

There was a young maiden from Cholmondeley
Who had such a rumbley tumbley
Sahe ate curry like soup
It was thick, liquid gloop
No wonder her guts were all jumbley

So she took some antacid tablets

So she took some antacid tablets
Each evening before the sun sets

So she took some antacid tablets
Each evening before the sun sets
The aches didn't stop

So she took some antacid tablets
Each evening before the sun sets
The aches didn't stop
And when caught on the hop