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Loss Limerick Poems | Limerick Poems About Loss

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Cheaper To Keep Her (Divorce Club)

(Haiku)- * Motive, infidelity messing with the Queen Bee's Honey*

Queen Bee sits on throne,
Bumble and drone bees as one
Sample flowers dew

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(Limerick) - *Admission of guilt leads to compensation*

Indeed this is how the story unfolds,
Pete said, "It's a poor rat with only one hole"...
Love had taught a sad lesson;
Divorce court was now in session,
Judge rules favor, Pete's pockets full of holes...

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(Couplet) - *Take vows seriously payback often belongs to Spouse - Queen Bee*

Love said, "Pete too late you've opened your peepers"....
"Man, you should know it was cheaper to please her"!






Submitted for P.D.'s Divorce Club Contest (Haiku-Limerick-Couplet)


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THE DISAPPOINTED BASEBALL PLAYER

Not all my hits are home runs,
many of them miss the bat;
specators respond with boos...
right there I expect to lose,
and getting angry, I toss my cap.


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Secret

I search for happiness
But never found it again
Though it will be pursued
It will never be attain

I got lost a long time ago
And I give my heart away
It’s been broken to badly
It didn't mend up till today

She left me alone in the dark
Didn't wait to see if I was alive
alone i suffered everyday waiting
For peace of mind to arrive

And it never did came
I would lookout the window
Asking god to please help me
And just make my misery go

But the goodness in life
Has turns his back on me
And left me stuck in a time
To suffer for eternity

Why she walk out the hospital
Why couldn't she see my pain? 
Didn't she care that she might?
Never see me alive again

Now I’m scared for forever
Domed to face the world alone
Never will find a resting heart
And for ever my soul will roam

My heart is empty 
But fill with love to give
But who is going to love me
A man who’s badly defective

So the long road of life
I must travel without love
I know my mother loves me
That the only love, I’m sure off

I wish to find love again
But afraid to get rejected
Then my heart will be broken
And die when it gets infected

Right now I love some one
And keep it secret
And talk to her everyday
But will never reveal it

Will always keep her in my heart
But can never have her in my life
And I know one day I will die
If she becomes another one’s wife

And through this lonely journey
Will have lots of obstacles
Some times when I get tired
I have an ice cream Popsicle


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All Crushed

Was round about the 60's
And I a budding teen
Was influenced and touched
By a program I had seen

Rod Sterling was the narrator
Of a series quite well known
With weekly visits to a world
Named the "Twilight Zone"

And to this day one episode
The best without debate
Has taught me 'bout the frailty
Of Man against his fate

A short meek man from Queens, New York
Henpecked by his wife
Found his joy in reading books
To assuage a bit his strife

Voracious was his appetite for 
Tomes and all that's written
Yet blind without his glasses
He's as docile as a kitten

In the vault under his bank one day
While making a transaction
The world above was subject to
A nuclear reaction!

When he surfaced to the top
To view the mass destruction
He found that only he'd survived 
And came to this deduction

No wife! No rules! No one to shriek 
Or tell him what to do!
Only stacks and shelves of books
To read, peruse and view		

Paperbacks and hardcover
Pamphlets, primers, scrolls
The whole damn New York Library
With him at the controls!

Then as he pictured life 
In a world with voices hushed
He bent his head to grab a book
His glasses broke..........................
                                                    All crushed.............


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These Colors Don't Run Limerick

<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind




In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten


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Bug Lover

She had more than a hundred thousand miles
But when I saw the “bug,” it gave me smiles
     Bright and red, it had some kinks
     Radio on -- off it blinks
But the engine withstood many more trials

This tiny Volkswagen looked like an elf
I had learned to change her tires by myself
     She chugged hard going uphill
     Just drive slow, she’d make it still
I knew she’d never be placed on a shelf

With tune-ups and oil lubes, she kept going
And never once did she require towing
     She took me from work to school
     Made me feel so very cool
My love for my bug just kept on growing

Time for a new car come graduation
But it never gave me the sensation
     Of being queen of the road
     When it was time to unload
My cousin drove "bug," e’er making her run

Do you remember the movie “Sleeper”
Bug found in cave seemed claimed by the Reaper
     Woody turned the key; it ran
     A centuries-old life span
I ask myself, “Why didn’t I keep her?”

New is nice, but reliable’s better
That tough old bug was quite the go-getter
     It was just one month later
     I was a new car hater
Driving the Camry, I was a fretter

I tried to buy my old Volkswagen back
To convince my cousin, I had no knack
     He loved my bug, laughed at me
     Refused to return the key
When my new Toyota’s engine did crack 



*By Carolyn Devonshire for Carol Brown’s “My First Car” contest


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Playing the Lottery


PLAYING THE LOTTERY

A young lady named Nanny Lou Wicket
Bought herself a lottery ticket
She won so much cash 
It caused a heart attack
Now the money is gone, and so is Nanny Lou Wicket


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Getting away with murder and murderous thoughts The Egyptian edition

With one glance of her eyes you would turn to stone her icy glare would chill to the bone i talk about our Arabic teacher a vile and very nasty creature a shot in the head is not enough for that creature is very tough i would love to slit her throat with a knife or maybe cut of her head with a scythe a sprinkle of cyanide in her morning drink or throw her in tar and watch her sink booby trap her chair ,so it would explode tie her to a car and drag her down the road put her in a guillotine and chop of her head stab her with a dagger and watch as she bled put a bomb in her house and reduce it to ash cut the brakes on her car so she would hit and crash drive a stake through her heart and burn her with fire get her assassinated by soldiers for hire put a rope around her neck , and push her off a tower throw acid at her in a hailing shower maybe silver bullets from a silver gun dip her in oil and into the sun but nothing will work from what i have said because you cant kill something that's already undead
BY: Mostafa Zaki


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Little baby

Little baby dont cry you will be sung a lullaby 
little baby dont worry forever in my dreams i hold you 
little baby dont be afraid for the angels will lead the way 
little baby dont be shy for together you will reach the sky 
little baby just be calm for they will never harm 
little baby sleep peacefully for you will always have my heart 
little baby the angels will protect you 
little baby i will never forget you...


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Cola Slurpees for the Soul

A bad day at the 7-11
The cola slurpee's not working again!
I don't want cherry,
Grape, or strawberry - 
Only cola gives me that peace-like zen!


10/30/11


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