Four Forgettable Limericks by Puppet

Here is a bottle of gin
I pour it all into a tin
As I drink it away
I pause just to say
It’s too bad that drinking’s a sin.

There was once a lion from Spain
Who was always licking his mane
On his hair landed a bee
Which he didn’t see
And he licked it and roared with pain.

I tried to come up with a rhyme,
However it took too much time:
I began to get lazy
And my memory grew hazy
So much that I forgot the first line.

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who liked to shit in a bucket
He knocked it over and fell
Then died from the smell
But his widow, she learned to love it.

Bipedalguy (65.96.237.196) -- Thursday, September 4 2008, 01:38 pm

Great !
These are outstanding.(Like your other writes)
Nantucket seems to be a great place to use for a key word in a Limerick.
I've sailed to that island many times. It's a nice destination.
Keep writing. -Bipe

Colin (69.157.11.184) -- Friday, April 10 2009, 02:00 am

'Forgettable' is a state of mind!
'Forgettable is a state of mind' BUT RELATIVELY SPEAKING you're unforgettable!

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