Limericks 17

Sometimes limericks lose their way
I know , I’ve often gone astray
There's words with no rhyme

Sometimes limericks lose their way
I know , I’ve often gone astray

Oh! to be away from the crowds
As sunset is painting the clouds
A hammock is best
For causing much jest
Especially covered in shrouds

Sometimes limericks lose their way

Oh! to be away from the crowds
As sunset is painting the clouds
A hammock is best
For causing much jest

Oh! to be away from the crowds
As sunset is painting the clouds
A hammock is best

Oh! to be away from the crowds
As sunset is painting the clouds

I call it my wee But and Ben
My cottage is also my den
A haven it is
It's called "Hers 'n' His"
It’s hidden away in the glen

Oh! to be away from the crowds

I call it my wee But and Ben
My cottage is also my den
A haven it is
It's called "Hers 'n' His"

I call it my wee But and Ben
My cottage is also my den
A haven it is
The thatch you can’t miss

I call it my wee But and Ben
My cottage is also my den
A haven it is

I call it my wee But and Ben
My cottage is also my den

It`s my bit of heaven on earth
Set right in the hills above Perth
In Australia?
Or the one nearer
In Scotland beside the Tay Firth

I call it my wee But and Ben

Er..I'll add to my last line

It`s my bit of heaven on earth
Set right in the hills above Perth
In Australia?
Or the one nearer

It’s not
So what have you got

It`s my bit of heaven on earth
Set right in the hills above Perth
In Australia?

It`s my bit of heaven on earth
Set right in the hills above Perth

I’ve just gone and written a pome
It’s all about my cosy home
Its snug inglenook
A good mystery book
And a bath of sweet-smelling foam

It’s my bit of heaven on earth

I’ve just gone and written a pome
It’s all about my cosy home
Its snug inglenook
A good mystery book

I`ve just gone and written a pome
It’s all about my cosy home
Its snug inglenook

I`ve just gone and written a pome
It’s all about my cosy home

A young pretender to the throne
Implied that I was an old crone
"How cheeky!" I thought
"No better than ought!"
Now I will just go off and moan

I`ve just gone and written a pome

A young pretender to the throne
Implied that I was an old crone
“How cheeky!” I thought
“No better than ought!”

A young pretender to the throne
Implied that I was an old crone
“How cheeky!” I thought

A young pretender to the throne
Implied that I was an old crone