Limericks with very strict rules ..... 88558

But busy Brian from Boston
Walked a path that he got lost on
He wandered for days
Through glens and steep braes
And ended up in New Brighton

Is there an Old Brighton he asked

Is there an Old Brighton he asked
Of the passers by who were masked

Is there an Old Brighton? he asked
Of the passers by who were masked
Some said they'd heard tell

Is there an Old Brighton? he asked
Of the passers by who were masked
Some said they'd heard tell
There was a market bell

Is there an Old Brighton? he asked
Of the passersby who were masked
Some said they'd heard tell
There was a market bell
If pushed and their brains could be tasked.

Now, at Dunwich ghostly happenings

Now, at Dunwich ghostly happenings
Exciting ones imaginings

Now, at Dunwich ghostly happenings
Exciting ones imaginings
Tap dancing all night

Now, at Dunwich ghostly happenings
Exciting ones imaginings
Tap dancing all night
Would give me a fright

Now, at Dunwich ghostly happenings
Exciting ones imaginings
Tap dancing all night
Would give me a fright
I’ll check my window fastenings

I want no scary visitors

I want no scary visitors
To share with my inquisitors

I want no scary visitors
To share with my inquisitors
Stay out of the way

I want no scary visitors
To share with my inquisitors
Stay out of the way
I mean what I say

I want no scary visitors
To share with my inquisitors
Stay out of the way
I mean what I say
Or I'll get the exorcist-ers

Is the end in sight for Corona

Is the end in sight for Corona
Maybe it’s even a cloner ?

Is the end in sight for Corona?
Maybe it's even a cloner
We're a bit fed up

Is the end in sight for Corona?
Maybe it's even a cloner
We're a bit fed up
So will it let up?

Is the end in sight for Corona?
Maybe it's even a cloner
We're a bit fed up
So will it let up?
Not yet, says Minnie the Moaner

We’re in for a long hard winter

We’re in for a long hard winter
I'll have to stock up the bunker

Strict rules so winter/ bunker don’t rhyme , sorry Crazy

We’re in for a long hard winter
Sawing logs I got a splinter

We’re in for a long hard winter
Sawing logs I got a splinter
It took quite a while

We’re in for a long hard winter
Sawing logs I got a splinter
It took quite a while
Made a big wood pile

We’re in for a long hard winter
Sawing logs I got a splinter
It took quite a while
Made a big wood pile
It was straight but now it's squinter.

There was an old man with a beret

There was an old man with a beret
In a novel by one John Le Carre

There was an old man with a beret
In a book by John Le Carre (changed it to 8)
He strolled down the street

There was an old man with a beret
In a book by John Le Carre (changed it to 8)
He strolled down the street
His stick tapped a beat