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Back to Traffic School

Before yellow changes to red,
there’s only one thing in my head.
It’s to get through that light
for my time is so tight.
On the pedal my foot becomes lead!

But I did not judge too well today,
for that light was a tad far away.
Oh, why didn’t I stop?
If I’d just seen the cop,
I’d be richer with no fine to pay.

So to traffic school soon I will go,
like I do every three years or so
till the next time I’m caught.
We old dogs can’t be taught!
Wipe our slates- traffic school’s just for show!

Note: Traffic school is a 2 hour class that some Americans pay extra money for just to avoid a raise in their insurance rates when they get a traffic ticket. I stupidly did not do traffic school last time I got caught by a cop, so for sure, I have to do it THIS time. This limerick story was inspired by Jan's limerick about me!

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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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

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Gym Class

Mr. Edgy was a nervous young  teacher,
who taught  his class like a preacher.
The pupils’ delight, 
was to put up a fight,
so they could be thrown from  the bleacher.

Now one of the students named Buster
gathered all of the courage he could muster
to give him advice, 
and make him think twice,
about how he could teach without fluster.

They all were surprised the next day,
when Mr. Edgy allowed them to play.
He had taken great heed,
became friendly indeed,
and the students had no more dismay.

Copyright © Susan Palli

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High School Football-Favorite Sport

Under the lights on Friday night.
High school football starting to ignite.
Merciless to everyone.
This is war, not for fun.
Winning state is a beautiful sight.

Copyright © Chris Matt

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Replacement Teacher

There once was a teacher from Crete
Whose foot size was very petite.
But her students did plot
And to high school they brought,
Some shoes for oversize feet.

Copyright © Richard Breese

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Truth In Numbers

"THE whole truth and nothing but the truth" .......

I flunked my math test and I never felt so blue
Geometry I could just not do
Algebra came easy
Other subjects were breezy
Sadly off the honor roll I flew.

Was the very first time I failed a test
I should have cheated to avoid the stress
But that would be wrong
My morals were too strong
I felt like a failure I must confess.

Teacher moved my desk way up in the front
My eyesight is not the problem I grunt
He said, just pay attention
Or I will add detention
You will learn, his intentions were blunt.

Many hours I tried to comprehend
I think his teaching skills I did offend
Plenty of intimidation
Loads of frustration 
For I did not learn 'G' in the end.

By: Cecilia Macfarlane 02/27/12012
For: Truth!! Or Dare Contest
Sponsor: Destroyer ~ Poet 

Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane

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How young people can get ahead

School work leads to thrilling careers
Say hooray hip hip--give three cheers!
A student's new skill
Brings success just until
The bill for the loan's in arrears!

Copyright © Duke Beaufort

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Newton's Laws

Here is Newton’s law one
Object with no force upon
If stationery will
Remain perfectly still
If moving will continue on

It’s easy to learn Newton’s Laws
All 3 are famous of course
For the second we say
Acceleration times mass equals force

Here is Newton’s law three
For every action there’ll be
A reaction we say,
In the opposite way,
Which equals the action we see

Copyright © Sharon Smith

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Limerick: Once a School-Girl who didn't like babies

Once a School-girl who didn’t like babies

Once a School-girl who didn’t like babies
Thought it’d be better than having scabies
So she engaged a Boor
To bore through the stuck door:
That’s how she got both babies and scabies.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

Copyright © T Wignesan

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My little one is going to school
The joy on his face and mine is so cool
His first day is monday
I hope he will be okay
While I'm at home acting a fool

Copyright © faleshia murphy

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School Of Hard Knocks

School of Hard Knocks

We all went to school in the past

Knew all of the answers when asked

But time does go by

Kissed knowledge good-bye

Now smarter with life we've amassed!

© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved

~3rd Place~
Contest: Famous Einstein Quotes
Sponsor: John Freeman
Judged: 04/30/2015


Quote:  Albert Einstein

"Education is what remains after
one has forgotten everything
he learned in school."


Copyright © Sandra Haight

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Laughter in School

When laughter was heard in the hall,
The principle thought it was gall.
When down fell his britches,
The class burst in stitches.
The principle burst through the wall.

Refer to Twain's statement: The human race has but one really affective weapon, and that is laughter.

Copyright © James Tate

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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 Petersen

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Math Quiz

In arithmetic, he wasn't strong.
This math quiz was taking so long.
It was hard to divide.
Still, he tried till he cried,
but the answers kept coming out wrong.

He would solve and immediately doubt
if he'd taken the most proper route.
He'd retry, but alas,
by the end of the class,
his eraser was simply worn out.

The bell rang. The quiz was now due,
but his sheet was a sad sight to view.
There was nothing but air
in assorted spots where
the eraser wore all the way through. 

The tests were collected and sent
to the teacher for grading. She went
through each page in the stack
and then handed them back.
He saw his grade: ninety percent!

He pondered his luck with a frown...
To the head of the class from class clown?
Was he smart? Well not quite,
every one he got right
had shown through from the next paper down!

Copyright © Jason Talbott

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Prep Talk

<                                      Peter ~ Piper ~ picked ~ pickled .... peppers
                                        Ate ~ one ~ turned ~ into ~ hot ~ salsa ... stepper
                                                Cherry ~ Banana ~ ....  Bell 
                                         Boy - his - tongue - throat - did ... swell
                                         Couldn't ~ even ~ yell ~ at ~ packs ... prepper

Entry For
Destroyer {Poet's }
Pickles & Tickles Contest
G.L. All

Copyright © Katherine Stella

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These Coming Summer Days

Tis splendor in the grass these coming summer days
America’s youth can have their privileged adolescent ways
Swimming and playing or simply being laid back
They have little worries without any teacher’s flack
Enrich they youngish self before the inevitable groans of early Mondays

Copyright © Mark Goodson

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School Closing

It’s true!  I heard it myself! 
No academic learning tomorrow! 
The roads are too icy, 
and travel is dicey
try to contain all your sorrow.

Copyright © Merwin Rylaarsdam

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Why school is not cool

At 6 AM the alarm clock screams interrupted from beautiful dreams A frowning teacher screaming in your face shouts with anger and says "you're a disgrace" no free time at home , there is homework to do teachers inventing new ways to torture you at the end of the day ,if you learned nothing you're a fool this is why a school is not cool
BY: Mostafa Zaki 8 line challenge poem 10/10/2011

Copyright © mostafa zaki

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Girl in my Class

There once was a girl in my class.
One day I tried to make a pass.
My cheek still sting,
My ears still ring,
Yet married to me; Alas!

Copyright © Nitesh Aggarwal

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My, My, What the Sickens

The story of school starting is here
It began with a bell and a cheer
Bob brought a talking chicken
My, my, what the sickens
Harridan Teacher silenced them with fear

Copyright © Rhea Daniel Dear

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Eight Years

It’s been eight years, and it still feels the same
As it was then, I seem to have no aim
                            Peer pressure
                            That of a fresher
Searching for my own claim to fame.

Copyright © Nitesh Aggarwal

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Virgo man)

I am a Virgo, on cusp of Libra.
My heart and mind stays in a penumbra.
My first words were these, so told.
“Me do it me self”, so bold.
I was strange in school, I loved algebra


Copyright © cecil hickman

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soon be time again
meet new friends
as you check in
for new year 
some dress as a bear
some will call al and hal
be girls and boys

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr

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Please be quiet! Our class teacher said Pupils giggled, my face flushed bright red I was so broken hearted I’d just let rip and farted That I ran out the classroom and fled The teacher followed me down the hall Said please don’t be embarrassed at all … At home that happens to me I blame my pet dog you see Great idea miss… I’ll give dad a call I rang him saying dad can we talk Told him my story – he soon did baulk Think of the costly vets fees It’ll be covered with fleas His solution …. I’ll buy you a cork! Time to B Contest – Sponsor Casarah Nance ~07~24~15

Copyright © JAN ALLISON

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The music coarses through my veins
As i run down the street
i don't need to look back 
to hear the pounding of the feet

My mind races as i sprint
my lungs struggling to continue
but i hear death come closer
not knowing what to do

i see the glint of metal
as he races after me
not fighting for his honor
it is just blood he wants to see

is this how a hero dies, i ask myself boldly
is this what happens when you refuse to back down
my heart starts to fail, my feet start to slow
with barely enough energy, to turn myself around

All i ever did
was stand up to that school bully
and it may have been the last thing i do
i now understand quite fully

if only i had stepped down
let him spit and walk away
instead, i had to open my mouth
and so the consequences i must now pay

i muster up the courage
puff out my chest and turn 
but instead of feeling steel
i feel a steady burn

for in my frantic flight
i must have stepped down wrong
for after everything I'd done
i knew that it was sprung

i fall down to the pavement
fearing the very end
that school bully who chose to chase me
would soon learn to comprehend

that i stood up for myself
and would not back down now
i fought back the tears
and stood without a sound

i waited and waited and waited
for the bully to fly around the block
i sat back down and teared up,
as i yanked away the sock

the pain that radiated shot
through my leg and through my bones
anyone one could tell 
from the screeching of my tone

i hobbled to the bus stop
picking out the broken glass
the blood hit the ground
and the ground hit my ass

i sat there in my tears
pondering a lie to tell
one that told nothing of my flight
and one that i could sell

i came home late that night
with relief my mother slept
i hobbled to my bed
and passed out as i wept. 

Copyright © bradley smith

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February Funny Bone

I once met a guy by the name of Mort
By his record he must be very smart
At five, High School complete
College at six; a feat
A leaper; birthdays are four years apart

Submitted by Charles Sides

Copyright © Charles Sides

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Gothic Kids

Were basically the muscle of the emo kids we dont cut we fight we dont cry we just live and die, hardcore music tht you cant understand was always our master plan, dancing in the dark youll soon see the spark, after the flaming heart we shall never depart, through your eyes i see nothing but glee

Copyright © Brock Gamble

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Sometimes my work is the pits - Teenagers popping their zits With consummate art They burp and they fart … I still love my job to bits! 17th November 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON

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The Young Girl At My School

There is a young girl at my school,
But when she tries to act cool,
She gets into trouble,
And there on the double,
Suddenly, she became the fool.

Copyright © Tay M

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Strange School Ghoul

With a huge paper due at my school,
I had waited too late, like a fool.
For two days and all night
I sat typing; my plight -
went to bed feeling like a strange ghoul.

I awoke, numb from feet to my head;
Oh, my paper! I thought, with great dread. . . 
It’s some kind of a jerk
who can’t turn in her work!
I could not even rise from my bed!

Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire's Limericks: "Fruitless All-Nighter"
For john Freeman's contest: "A Double Limerick Inspiration"

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich