Grandson of New Limerick (Son of New Limerick contd.)

I just love looking at art works
In galleries all day she lurks
A passion for Renoir
How lovely they are!
While others display some odd quirks

Some days I enjoy a meal out

I just love looking at art works
In galleries all day she lurks
A passion for Renoir
How lovely they are!

I just love looking at art works
In galleries all day she lurks
A passion for Renoir

I just love looking at art works
In galleries all day she lurks

This limerick is getting bizarre
Perhaps it has gone too far
Makes no sense at all
Needs a big overhaul
Let's write something that will not jar

I just love looking at art works

This limerick is getting bizarre
Perhaps it has gone much too far
Makes no sense at all
Needs a big overhaul

This limerick is getting bizarre
Perhaps it has gone much to far
Makes no sense at all

This Limerick is getting bizarre
Perhaps it has gone much to far

Downstairs there's a pet octopus
Who goes by the name Claudius
His legs got tangled
And somewhat mangled
And now he has two, just like us

This limerick is getting bizarre

Downstairs there's a pet octopus
Who goes by the name Claudius
His legs got tangled
And somewhat mangled

Downstairs there's a pet octopus
Who goes by the name Claudius
His legs got tangled

Downstairs there's a pet octopus
Who goes by the name Claudius

And then I woke up with a laugh
What I heard was next doors pet giraffe
Poor thing has the flu
Not much you can do
Too bad I live next to that gaff

Downstairs there's a pet octopus

And then I woke up with a laugh
What I heard was next doors pet giraffe
Poor thing has the flu
Not much you can do

And then I woke up with a laugh
What I heard was next doors pet giraffe
Poor thing has the flu

And then I woke up with a laugh
What I’d heard was next door’s pet giraffe

Then... the night I saw too much gore
I was hiding behind the door
I heard myself scream
As in a bad dream
But suddenly heard a loud snore.

And then I woke up with a laugh

Then... the night I saw too much gore
I was hiding behind the door
I heard myself scream
As in a bad dream

Then .... the night I saw too much gore
I was hiding behind the door
I heard myself scream

Then.... the night I saw too much gore
I was hiding behind the door

It's only a film, that I know
But my fears just grow and grow
Watch every shadow
It's silly I know
But I love ghosts, dark, and woe

Then... the night I saw too much gore

It's only a film, that I know
But my fears just grow and grow
Watch every shadow
It's silly I know

It's only a film, that I know
But my fears just grow and grow
Watch every shadow

It's only a film, that I know
But my fears just grow and grow

Horror films make me scared, I cry
You say that you watch them, but why
You enjoy a fright
I don't watch them at night
If I did I'd probably die

It's only a film, that I know