LIMERICKS (Apr ‘25)

I'm scared to ride on the big wheel
It goes high and makes my head reel
I'll stay on the ground
And won't make a sound

I'm scared to ride on the big wheel
It goes high and makes my head real
I'll stay on the ground

I'm scared to ride on the big wheel
It goes high and makes my head reel

I’ll maybe compose some new songs
With lots of cymbals, drums and gongs
People will wonder
Is that the thunder?
Or some idiot just dropping bombs.

I'm scared to ride on the big wheel

libra10

We usually add to the limerick already started, as above-

I’ll maybe compose some new songs
With lots of cymbals, drums and gongs
People will wonder
Is that the thunder?

I'll maybe compose some new songs
With lots of cymbals, drums and gongs
People will wonder
At sounds like thunder

I have a little dog who loves to walk

I'll maybe compose some new songs
With lots of cymbals, drums and gongs
People will wonder

I'll maybe compose some new songs
With lots of cymbals, drums and gongs

I'll migrate to a different land
To where it's hot with lots of sand
And plenty of fish
To put on my dish
And be cool and play in a band

I'll maybe compose some new songs

I'll migrate to a different land
To where it's hot with lots of sand
And plenty of fish
To put on my dish

I'll migrate to a different land
To where it's hot with lots of sand
And plenty of fish

I'll migrate to a different land
To where it's hot with lots of sand

Then they'll know, do not mess with me
From my missile they'll all quickly flee
Or I'll poo on heads
And ruin flower beds
Then fly away over the sea.

I’ll migrate to a different land

Then they'll know, do not mess with me
From my missile they'll all quickly flee
Or I'll poo on heads
And ruin flower beds

Then they'll know, do not mess with me
From my missile they'll all quickly flee
Or I'll poo on heads

Then they'll know, do not mess with me,
From my missile they'll all quickly flee!

There are times I wish I were a bird
But the idea is really absurd!
It's such a nice dream
Floating on an air stream,
On enemies I'll drop a big turd.

Then they'll know, do not mess with me,

There are times I wish I were a bird
But the idea is really absurd!
It's such a nice dream
Floating on an air stream

There are times I wish I were a bird
But the idea is really absurd!
It's such a nice dream

There are times I wish I were a bird
But the idea is really absurd!

I’d like to be out on the sea
With a nice man sat next to me
Exploring the Med
Words need not be said
Feeling beloved and free

There are times I wish I were a bird

I’d like to be out on the sea
With a nice man sat next to me
Exploring the Med
Words need not be said

I'd like to be out on the sea
With a nice man sat next to me
Exploring the Med

I'd like to be out on the sea
With a nice man sat next to me