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Limerick Hope Poems | Limerick Poems About Hope

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Viagra Falls

There once was a man from Niagara
whose wiener's so long it would stab ya'

but when it got little 
his pills became skittles   
until he O.D.'d on Viagra

© ~JSLambert  2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

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Rock, Paper, Scissors

I have a theory to test
I always thought scissors was best
When I throw scissors down
A rock comes around
I should have done paper I guess

Next time it is paper I throw
And just like that don’t you know
His scissors appears
And my paper it shears
A rock would have won it and so

The next time it’s rock in my hand
I’ll win it this time – I’m the man
Then his paper comes out
Wraps my rock without doubt
This game I just don’t understand

But you know the next time we meet
He’ll be the one that is beat
I just have to think through it
Don’t know how I’ll do it
But somehow I’ll learn how to cheat

Mdailey	6/11/11

2nd place finish in contest



Copyright © mike dailey | Year Posted 2011

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En Masse

For us, I want laws to pass
Not congress sitting around smoking grass
Always deliberation
Hiding in hibernation
Full force, en masse, get off your lazy ass!


* Asses are a very small breed of donkey :)

1st place in Limerick: "Choose Your Own Subject and Create your own Category"  contest
by John Freeman.

A. Green

Copyright © Amy Green | Year Posted 2010

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Wonderful Star

                                   There once was a wonderful star 
                                 Who thought she would go very far
                                            Until she fell down
                                         And looked like a clown
                                   She knew she would never go far
                                     She would land near the moon

Copyright © Cassie Smith | Year Posted 2012

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three seconds left

 First he slinks off the field with a miss,
 so forlorn, then the chance to do this.
 Will we boo him to shame?
 Will we drink to his name?
 The ball is down. The kick is up! The kick is...

Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2011

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Tough One

Enlightenment, Harmony, Hope will give to the wordsmith great scope. Competitions are hard for a poor simple bard. So will I win this one? Er nope! ~
For Russell's E H H Competition.

Copyright © Charles Clive | Year Posted 2013

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light a candle

light a candle. 
let it glow with hope. 
let its thin film of smoke 
disperse the dark clouds. 
let it drizzle and frizzle out your stress, 
let it wash off the stench of sweat. 
let your pregnant hope 
deliver twins and triplets; 
multiple tales of success.   

Copyright © jide badmus | Year Posted 2006

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A Happily Ever After Marriage

There once was a poet extraordinaire,
Who composed sweet poetry with great care. 
She wanted to find true love.
So, she prayed to God above.
He swiftly answered, “Sweetheart, you must forbear.”

Forbearance was her lonely heart’s nightmare.
She was a passionate woman with flare.
Singing in a high octave.
Counting petals of foxglove.
She drank martinis alone in her lair.

A brilliant mind with hope and a prayer,
Resting her head on a lonely armchair.
Praising spirits up above,
She heard Ron’s voice, cute white dove.
Alas, she found him…marriage…love so fair.

(Linda-Marie, I used your profile picture for inspiration for this contest entry.)

© March 31, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2011

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Hey Fancy Face


____________

Suzie sure did love technology
especially cosmetology
when Botox became her friend
each wrinkle it did mend 
now she's a part of biology
____________


Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2011

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First of May

"First of May"


When I was a child I ran away
To live with the circus in Bombay,
Where all things were new
And possible, too!
So, for this they called me "First of May"!

I started out selling concessions:
Hot! Popcorn! Hot! Peanuts! Confections!
But in my spare time,
I'd secretly climb
Into the Great Cannon--for missions!

My costume and cape were blue and grey,
Spark'ling like stars with each flight--Away!
By day selling fare--
Nights--Fly Through The Air!
Dreams do come true when you're "First of May"!*

deborah burch©
4/28/2012

*Note: "First of May" is a circus term used to describe 'newbies' who come to the circus...it means that everything is new,exciting, fresh, and anything/everything is possible! :)

Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2012

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Tests

Pen flies when out of sight,
Boy, I hope that I'm right.
No award for me,
What a shame that'd be,
At least I gave it all my might.

Copyright © Ashley Last | Year Posted 2013

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LIGHT AND HOPE LIMERICK

Jim flicked off the bedroom wall LIGHT With HOPE of a wild sex filled night But the tone of his wife Made him fear for his life Guess she’s keeping her legs shut tight L & H Contest – Sponsor Catie Lindsey 05~21~15

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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A Limerick To Those Who Can Not Acknowledge The Evolution Of Poetry:

You are witnessing a change in tone,
A new piece of the Rosetta Stone...
It may blow your mind
To find your behind
Has fallen quite far from the throne.

Copyright © Jerry Bear | Year Posted 2010

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Between the Devil and The Deep Blue Sea

Like sheep on a steep rocky slope,
We need to have guidance to cope.
We might fall and slide down
To the sea and all drown.
Heed the Shepherd. He’s our only hope.


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010

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Mothers Day

Mothers are the best 
They are like a test
They are very loving 
They like a flower budding
The treat us like a fest.

Copyright © Cassie Smith | Year Posted 2012

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Cold Days

Cold Days
Dr. James E. Martin
©January, 2014

Days of summer are now gone.
Cold winter days we’re shown.
My great desire,
Is to sit by the fire,
Until greatly warmer I have grown.

Copyright © DrJim Martin | Year Posted 2014

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Lily Pads

Green, are lily pads
Floating on a waterfall.
Clear of pollution?
Indeed I dare not say yes.
But soon there will come a day.

Copyright © John Monteblanco | Year Posted 2011

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Valentines Day


I'm absent of love this Valentines day
the clouds above have all turned to gray
I guess I"ll  dine alone
for you won't answer the phone
I promise this year I will pay






_______
Contest
_______
   LOL

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2011

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limerick in my pocket

In the following months to come
Want to lose the weight off my bum
Will go to the gym
Will try to think thin
But to toffees I will succumb

Copyright © SEREN ROBERTS | Year Posted 2013

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Limerick In My Pocket

This year I will lose weight I do think
No matter how hard too I will shrink
But what shall I not eat 
I don’t like anything sweet
This year I won’t lose weight I do think…

No cakes pass my lips no sweeties I eat
I eat some fish and a little red meat
What do I let go west
Perhaps a tighter vest
Will help the fat to slip down to my feet…

No luck I tried, my vest is now too wide
I tuck it into my pants at the side
That made them unsightly
There’s no more twice nightly
Hoist them as a sail, and leave on the tide…

My new years wishes and hopes are now gone
We have not even reached day number one
I am paying the toll
For each nice sausage roll
My hopes and man, have set sail in the sun…

My vest sailed out to sea, now what shall I do?
My chest in the winter perhaps will turn blue
If you have an idea
You can whisper it here
There may be something to keep warm we can do…

© ~GG~ 28/12/2012

Entry For G Rix's Limerick In my Pocket contest

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012

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Just Wait Until I Get Home

<                        once popped cork on bottle of red wine
                          hit brother in eye oh how it did shine
                          seen him go pick up bat
                          boy did I ever scat
                          right to canadian's boarder line

                          feeling like her dansel in-distress
                          along came three county mounties best
                          asked if nipping bottle
                          at fast paces throttle
                          answered yes now did I pass your test


                           tossed in pokie for now twenty days
                           poor ole missy now won't and get laid
                           darn brother wins again
                           wearing smitten hugh grin
                           wait until that welt begins to fade  




Written 6/20/11

Entry For Francine Robert's
Bottle Of Wine
Limericks Only Contest
G.L. All

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2011

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Flesh vs. Spirit

hunger of the flesh , you must protest !!

Oh' this fleshly disaster , what a mess 

maybe just one more slice..

to much could bring a demise 

deny this flesh , wouldn't want to regress

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010

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Journey

Out in the World
A mind is found
And starts a life 
Of Love and Strife

Copyright © Dustin Bennefield | Year Posted 2006

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Edmund, the Node

Edmund becomes the code
Traversing he's a node 
He spies the bug 
A recursive slug 
Triumphant to his abode

Copyright © T.R. Sevrens | Year Posted 2007

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Hunger

Everyone thinks since i smile
that everything is good
no one knows its been a while
since i last had good food. 

I live in a good neighborhood
My neighbors, all quite wealthy
just snacking when i could
and trying to stay healthy

everytime you go to school
your stomach starts to rumble
always looking like a fool
when you trip and stumble.

i know what its like to feel sick
the fuzz that passes through your brain
people acting like a prick
not knowing your in pain.

i go to school like normal
i tell no one of my issues
no need to make it formal
i just grab a few more tissues.

you may not even notice me
im just your everyday dumb teen
you cant see what i see
or know where i have been.

i go to school each day
and go to work each night
working for my pay
so i can grab another bite.

we go to homeless dinners
and i feel my heart clench tight
not feeling like the winner
should i really have to fight?

so now i lay my head
and dream of a full tummy
and as i lay in bed
i dream of yummy yummies.









Copyright © bradley smith | Year Posted 2008

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BREAD LINES


      There is nothing now that could be worse,
 
      Than taking money out of the old folks' purse.

      So our elected officials need to remember,
  
      It will soon come November,

      And to the bread lines...they may be FIRST!

Copyright © Daniel Cwiak | Year Posted 2010

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Little Brother

Look what I got from my mother
This little guy is my brother
And I'm hoping that he
Will grow up to like me
And we'll always be there for each other

Writer:  mdailey
Date:  5/4/11
Contest: Brotherly Love - 1st place finish in the contest

Copyright © mike dailey | Year Posted 2011

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I Once Met A Man From The West

I once met a man from the west
And invited him home as my guest
I told of the cross
He cried, "I am lost!"
Then repented and God gave him rest

Copyright © Shirley Sibley | Year Posted 2008

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Change and Hope

Obama, Obama he's our leader
He's not much more than a Wal-mart greeter
Though he didn't understand
Tea Party gave him a hand
Lost the House and it couldn't be sweeter

Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2010

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UNDER THE FIRE

Under millions of stars...................eyes deeply fixed to the golden moon..............when dew on the grass is shinning like pieces of glasses...............on the bus to town................like a monkey on a tree,
With my favorite blue pen................sometimes draft in my cell..................the strongest bond love,
My mysterious pain.....................undying dreams.................never-ending hope.............................
Beautiful rhymes from my inner being............................a mental obstruct................struggles with lines.........................I write...........................hoping for some coins..................the bag to better my life.........................the clue..........................a shoe...........................ask even Valarie.........................add wit.....................sometimes filled with so much questions................may be its for perfection.....................intercession....................aren’t I  worth anything?.....................all my time a breath of pain............all stretched hands twinge me......................all my ambitions go wrong..................am but a wig.............my dreams are like birds.............everything a pack of misfortune..........................am dead beat of this oceanic pain......................sick of the waterfalls in my eyes....................the friendships that cleaves my heart out............................tired of the thorns raining from the skies.....................I hold on to prayers.......................I still hurt my bones........................am an apprentice of writing............................a millionaire in searching...... ................. trying to piece the rest of my dilapidated life............................yet the darkest days are ahead of me......................am rotting in pain.........................am carrying an album full of bad memories.....................my head is creating  successful future pictures......... ...........maybe the sun will shine once again........................maybe the color of life will return...........................maybe the planet will celebrate with me........................but now am still alone..........................if death wont silence the struggles of my existence........................i pray it will free me from this pain inside.......................now my ulcer is aching.........................i can’t afford the hospital. 

Copyright © elizabeth lepapa | Year Posted 2011