More limericks with very strict rules and I'm standing by with a metre stick ;)

Flamenco is good for the hips.
But not cakes, desserts or chips
You could fandango
And eat a mango 🥭

Flamenco is good for the hips.
But not cakes, desserts or chips
You could fandango
It takes two to tango

Flamenco is good for the hips.
But not cakes, desserts or chips
You could fandango

Flamenco is good for the hips.
But not cakes, desserts or chips

When Sue went to Barcelona
She made a change of persona
She danced Flamenco
Fuelled by some Kenco
Thrilled, Sue found that made her toner.

Flamenco is good for the hips.

When Sue went to Barcelona
She made a change of persona
She danced Flamenco
Fuelled by some Kenco

When Sue went to Barcelona
She made a change of persona
She danced Flamenco

When Sue went to Barcelona
She made a change of persona

From now on, just use your own hair
Dye it pink if you want for a dare
Wear it up or down
No more wigs for your crown
Unless without one you feel bare

When Sue went to Barcelona

From now on, just use your own hair
Dye it pink if you want for a dare
Wear it up or down
No more wigs for your crown

From now on, just use your own hair
Dye it pink if you want for a dare
Wear it up or down

From now on, just use your own hair
Dye it pink if you want for a dare

The huge fire could be seen for miles
“What’s happening there” asked Farmer Giles
It's arson, it seems
Firemen there in teams
The wigs were all heaped up in piles.

From now on, just use your own hair

The huge fire could be seen for miles
“What’s happening there” asked Farmer Giles
It's arson, it seems
Firemen there in teams

The huge fire could be seen for miles
“What’s happening there” asked Farmer Giles
It's arson, it seems

The huge fire could be seen for miles
“What’s happening there” asked Farmer Giles

Some people adore powdered wigs
Not me, I’d light them up with cigs
You’d cause quite a blaze
Alarms we would raise
I've got hundreds back at my digs!

The huge fire could be seen for miles

Some people adore powdered wigs
Not me, I’d light them up with cigs
You’d cause quite a blaze
Alarms we would raise

Some people adore powdered wigs
Not me, I’d light them up with cigs
You’d cause quite a blaze

Some people adore powdered wigs
Not me, I’d light them up with cigs

There’s nothing quite like a nice drink
Good friends gather round, you clink
Just one gin or wine
To sip as you dine
I'll order another, I think.

Some people adore powdered wigs

There’s nothing quite like a nice drink
Good friends gather round, you clink
Just one gin or wine
To sip as you dine

There’s nothing quite like a nice drink
Good friends gather round, you clink
Just one gin or wine

There’s nothing quite like a nice drink
Good friends gather round, you clink

I mean the cocktail,of course
I need it, I feel quite morose
I suffer from SAD
It’s really quite bad
It goes from my head to my toes

There’s nothing quite like a nice drink