Limericks 10

Ive bought a packet of sweets ready for treats
Some jellies shaped just like my feet

I saw a coven of witches last night
And believe you me it gave me a fright
I put down my drink
Nearly fell off the brink
I’m so glad they continued their flight.

I’ve bought a packet of sweets ready for treats

I saw a coven of witches last night
And believe you me it gave me a fright
I put down my drink
Nearly fell off the brink

I saw a coven of witches last night
And believe you me it gave me a fright
I put down my drink

I saw a coven of witches last night
And believe you me it gave me a fright

The sun is out, the sky is blue
Not a cloud to spoil the view
That's wishful thinking
But spirits aren't sinking
Tomorrow is a day a-new.

I saw a coven of witches last night

The sun is out, the sky is blue
Not a cloud to spoil the view
That's wishful thinking
But spirits aren't sinking

The sun is out, the sky is blue
Not a cloud to spoil the view (was that a song?)grin
That's wishful thinking

The sun is out, the sky is blue
Not a cloud to spoil the view (was that a song?)

This is all I'll say on the election
All parties could do with correction
But it bores me to death
So, take a breath
There can never be perfection!

The sun is out, the sky is blue

This is all I'll say on the election
All parties could do with correction
But it bores me to death
So, take a breath

This is all I'll say on the election
All parties could do with correction
But it bores me to death

This is all I'll say on the election
All parties could do with correction

His name was Boris I was told,
But his manner turned me cold
Maybe I'm too fussy
His hair's much too mussy
And his attitude is rather bold.

This is all I'll say on the election

His name was Boris I was told,
But his manner turned me cold
Maybe I'm too fussy
His hair's much too messy

His name was Boris I was told,
But his manner turned me cold
Maybe I'm too fussy

His name was Boris I was told,
But his manner turned me cold

That`s why I am so lonesome
Creating poems on my ownsome
Nothing better to do
Whilst waiting for the tea to brew
But dream of someone so handsome.

His name was Boris I was told,

That's why I am so lonesome
Creating poems on my ownsome
Nothing better to do
Whilst waiting for the tea to brew

That's why I am so lonesome
Creating poems on my ownsome
Nothing better to do

That's why I am so lonesome
Creating poems on my ownsome

My imagination is running wild
And my behaviour is like a spoilt child
I like to dress up
Relationships I mess up
A true love, I can't find.

That's why I am so lonesome

My imagination is running wild
And my behaviour is like a spoilt child
I like to dress up
Relationships I mess up

My imagination is running wild
And my behaviour is like a spoilt child
I like to dress up

My imagination is running wild
And my behaviour is like a spoilt child