Limericks 7

What was your youthful ambition?
I wanted to be a magician
Or a dancer so fine
P’raps a singer divine

What was your youthful ambition?
I wanted to be a magician
Or a dancer so fine

What was your youthful ambition?
I wanted to be a magician

I always wanted to teach
To help kids, their goals to reach
To aim for the stars
The moon and Mars
To inspire, not merely to preach

What was your youthful ambition?

?Bubbe

sorry!

I always wanted to teach
To help kids, their goals to reach
To aim for the stars
The moon and Mars

Apols , didn’t refresh

I always wanted to teach
To help kids, their goals to reach
To aim for the stars
All much further than Mars

I always wanted to teach
To help kids, their goals to reach
To aim for the stars

I always wanted to teach
To help kids, their goals to reach

And my game will conclude ever faster

I was once very famous, well known,

Or perhaps I'll be a chess grand master
Conquering all until struck by disaster
And I'll be the queen
Of all things unseen
And no pawn to a hard taskmaster

I always wanted to teach

Or perhaps I'll be a chess grand master
Conquering all until struck by disaster
And I'll be the queen
Of all things unseen

Or perhaps I'll be a chess grand master
Conquering all until struck by disaster
And I'll be the queen

Or perhaps I'll be a chess grand master
Conquering all until struck by disaster

One day though, I'll publish a book
And everyone can get a look
Words will flow
Imagination will soar
Look what I've written, just look.

Or perhaps I'll be a chess grand master

One day, though, I’ll publish a book
And everyone can get a look
Words will flow
Imagination will soar

One day, though, I’ll publish a book
And everyone can get a look
Words will flow

One day, though, I’ll publish a book
And everyone can get a look

I'd love to be able to write
Then some day I think I just might
A big notebook's a start
One with lines not for art
And to start with I’ll keep it quite light

One day, though, I’ll publish a book

I'd love to be able to write
Then some day I think I just might
A big notebook's a start
One with lines not for art

I'd love to be able to write
Then some day I think I just might
A big notebook's a start

I’d love to be able to write
Then some day I think I just might

My neighbour was sun bathing today
Pretending she was in Montego Bay
With fashionable bits
Most unlike us twits
A nice tan without going away

I’d love to be able to write

My neighbour was sun bathing today
Pretending she was in Montego Bay
With fashionable bits
Most unlike us twits