New Limerick Thread II 2016 (following New Limerick Thread)

Should wedding gowns always be white?
Would a change give me such a fright?

Should wedding gown always be white
Would change give me such a fright
My mother's was blue

Should wedding gowns always be white?
Would change give me such a fright?
My mother's was blue
I would like that too

Should wedding gowns always be white?
Would change give me such a fright?
My mother's was blue
I would like that too
But not black, that's a colour for night

It's too wet for me to go out

It's too wet for me to go out
The boredom is making me pout

It's too wet for me to go out
The boredom is making me pout
Snacking all morning

Sleepy and yawning

In my kitchen I roar and rage
As if I were up on a stage

It's too wet for me to go out
The boredom is making me pout
Snacking all morning
Sleepy and yawning
I wonder what life's all about

So spring will be here soon, yippee!

So spring will be here soon, yippee!
That’s certain to make me chirpy

So spring will be here soon, yippee!
That’s certain to make me chirpy
Then I'll put on my clogs

So spring will be here soon, yippee!
That's certain to make me chirpy
Then I'll put on my clogs
Walk out with the dogs

So spring will be here soon, yippee!
That's certain to make me chirpy
Then I'll put on my clogs
Walk out with the dogs
And stroll on the coast by the sea

I hope this year's summer is hot

I hope this year's summer is hot
I'll be heading abroad if not

I hope this year’s summer is hot
I’ll be heading abroad if it’s not
I’ll drain my account

I hope this year's summer is hot
I'll be heading abroad if it's not
I'll drain my account
Of a large amount

I hope this year's summer is hot
I'll be heading abroad if it's not
I'll drain my account
Of a large amount
And hire myself berth on a yacht

Then off on the ocean will sail

Then off on the ocean will sail
No letters or even email

Then off on the ocean will sail
No letters or even email
Away from it all

Then off on the ocean will sail
No letters or even email
Away from it all
And not a phone call

Then off on the ocean will sail
No letters or even email
Away from it all
And not a phone call
All efforts to find me will fail.

A baby I had suffered gripe

A baby I had suffered gripe

My parenting skills took a swipe

A baby I had suffered gripe
My parenting skills took a swipe
She cried night and day

A baby I had suffered gripe
My parenting skills took a swipe
She cried night and day
From August to May

A baby I had suffered gripe
My parenting skills took a swipe
She cried night and day
From August to May
It really was not a good life

But her smile would melt any heart