Limerick Farewell Poems | Limerick Poems About Farewell
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My dabble in limericks is finally done
I'm sorry to say that this is the last one
The master is back
His name is sir Jack
So kick off your shoes we're about to have fun
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
I dingle the dongle with Dan
and ningle another with Nan.
But what should I do,
when courting sweet Sue?
I hope to get hitched, if I can.
No more do I dingle with Dan,
nor nangle a ningle with Nan.
So may I meet you
and talk it all through,
since Sue’s on a jet – to Japan!
For Nathan's 'Alliteration' Competition.
Copyright © Charles Clive | Year Posted 2013
There was a young man we'll call Mac,
who loved to suck on a tic tac.
But one choked him today.
What a price he did pay
and he'll never, ever be back.
Copyright © Diane Lefebvre | Year Posted 2015
Taking sides in discussions holily
About whether Uran used his willy
Means you're trapped in their game -
Either side is the same:
Cock distracts, cash departs, crowd stays silly.
The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand interprets important Slovenian affairs for the non-Slovene speaking world.
Copyright © Julian Bohan | Year Posted 2013
He wandered alone as he grew
With silence and doubt learning new
loneliness of the past
fearing it last
To all that he met he seemed true
And then came along a soul so gently
Who unlocked his door, a room dusty and empty
couldn't wait to begin
she set fire to within
If only his love wasn't deadly
She did all that she could
Giving more than most would
then it came to an end
one shouldn't depend
All alone again, he stood.
Copyright © Tim Poet | Year Posted 2015
A modicum of triumph.
A moment of no regret.
Is followed in sadness,
And bitter loose ends.
When you don't know whats wrong or whats right.
Why do we even fight?
The weight of the world is oppressing and vile.
Its takes a great deal just to make me smile.
Copyright © Luke Acton | Year Posted 2015