Limericks with very strict rules.....88558....3

“Look after the pennies,” she said
The pounds will be ok, I read

“Look after the pennies,” she said
The pounds will be ok, I read
Some fun does no harm

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Look after the pennies,” she said
The pounds will be ok, I read
Some fun does no harm
And does have its charm.

“Look after the pennies,” she said
The pounds will be ok, I read
Some fun does no harm
You won’t lose your arm

Look after the pennies,” she said
The pounds will be ok, I read
Some fun does no harm
And does have its charm
But first we must make sure we're fed.

To be a spendthrift is unwise

To be a spendthrift is unwise
You need emergency supplies

To be a spendthrift is unwise
You need emergency supplies
A bit put aside

To be a spendthrift is unwise
You need emergency supplies
A bit put aside
Can not be denied

To be a spendthrift is unwise
You need emergency supplies
A bit put aside
Can not be denied
Just now when so many costs rise

While still able, the loft I’ll clear

While still able, the loft I'll clear
It's crammed to the rafters, I fear

While still able, the loft I'll clear
It's crammed to the rafters, I fear
Clothes, books and plain junk

While still able, the loft I'll clear
It's crammed to the rafters, I fear
Clothes, books and plain junk
Love letters from Hunk

While still able, the loft I'll clear
It's crammed to the rafters, I fear
Clothes, books and plain junk
Love letters from Hunk
Full of everything I hold dear

So how will I part with all this?

So how will I part with all this?
Let's begin by making a list

So how will I part with all this?
Let's begin by making a list
Rubbish bags ready

So how will I part with all this?
Let's begin by making a list
Rubbish bags ready
Nice box for Teddy

So how will I part with all this?
Let's begin by making a list
Rubbish bags ready
No! Not my teddy

So how will I part with all this?
Let's begin by making a list
Rubbish bags ready
No! Not my teddy
He’s to stay with me - I insist

For ages I thought he’d been lost

For ages I thought he’d been lost
It’s not the money or the cost

For ages I thought he’d been lost
It’s not the money all the cost
He was mine so long

For ages I thought he’d been lost
It’s not the money or the cost
He was mine so long
To part would be wrong

For ages I thought he’d been lost
It’s not the money or the cost
He was mine so long
To part would be wrong
My love, I shared with him the most

He’s not the type to moan or cry

He’s not the type to moan or cry
He sits there with his beady eye

He's not the type to moan or cry
He sits there with his beady eye
Arms stretched out to hold