Limericks 7

A fierce wind blew straight through our town
Red sand swirling around, round and down,
It came from the Sahara
Ruined my mascara

A fierce wind blew straight through our town
Red sand swirling around, round and down
It came from the Sahara
Ruined my mascara
Which made mucky streaks down my favourite gown.

This Great British summer has been so queer

This Great British summer has been so queer
We moan in the rain and when the sun's here

This Great British summer has been so queer
We moan in the rain and when the sun's here
We all rush out to bask

This Great British summer has been so queer
We moan in the rain and when the sun's here
We all rush out to bask
Dropping every last task

This Great British summer has been so queer
We moan in the rain and when the sun's here
We all rush out to bask
Dropping every last task
To sit in the shade with a nice cool beer

I wonder what next week will bring?

I wonder what next week will bring?
Good or bad, I'll be wearing my bling

I wonder what next week will bring?
Good or bad, I'll be wearing my bling
My silver ball gown

I wonder what next week will bring?
Good or bad, I'll be wearing my bling
My silver ball gown
I'll go into town

I wonder what next week will bring?
Good or bad, I'll be wearing my bling
My silver ball gown
I'll go into town
And with some handsome prince have a fling

Cupid might call on the very next day

Cupid might call on the very next day
I hope he will, he's a long way away

Cupid might call on the very next day
I hope he will, he's a long way away
Tall, dark and handsome?

Cupid might call on the very next day
I hope he will, he's a long way away
Tall, dark and handsome?
And decidedly winsome ?

Cupid might call on the very next day
I hope he will, he's a long way away
Tall, dark and handsome?
And decidedly winsome ?
And lots of cash too, I pray.

The first day, we'll whisper sweet nothings

The first day, we'll whisper sweet nothings
We'll divulge our pasts, minus some things

The first day, we'll whisper sweet nothings
We'll divulge our pasts, minus some things
And then by moonlight

The first day, we'll whisper sweet nothings
We'll divulge our pasts, minus some things
And then by moonlight
Hand in hand we'll take flight

The first day, we'll whisper sweet nothings
We'll divulge our pasts, minus some things
And then by moonlight
Hand in hand we'll take flight
And then later discover the strings

I hope that my mirror is lying

I hope that my mirror is lying
Who's that I thought-she does need ironing

I hope that my mirror is lying
Who's that I thought-she does need ironing
The mirror is old

I hope that my mirror is lying
Who`s that I thought-she does need ironing
The mirror is old
And covered in mould

I hope that my mirror is lying
Who`s that I thought-she does need ironing
The mirror is old
And covered in mould
Both mirror and face are terrifying

I'd like to buy a mirror that lies

I'd like to buy a mirror that lies
That starts off by lessening my size

I'd like to buy a mirror that lies
That starts off by lessening my size
My face won't be saggy

I'd like to buy a mirror that lies
That starts off by lessening my size
My face won't be saggy
My brow line less jaggy