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After the Dead End Street

For a new job one day, I drove fast. I was late and the city was vast. With no GPS, I just had to guess how to get there as minutes flew past. Some shortcuts I tried. Time so fleet I swore wouldn’t see me be beat. Aha, it is here I cried with great cheer, till I saw it was a dead-end street. A U-turn I made right away. Still lost, I was filled with dismay. My new job I lost, but worse was the cost of the gas I used that one day.

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Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 11/18/2023 1:34:00 AM

Wow Andrea, you did this well!!

Janice Canerdy

Date: 11/16/2023 9:25:00 PM

Excellent~~a story told skillfully in limerick form, Andrea! Janice

Mike Bayles

Date: 11/16/2023 9:10:00 AM

A great depiction of a frustrating day. I like the rhyme and humor.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 11/15/2023 6:37:00 PM

Just another write-off, all that gas. Think BIG, Andrea. Write off $100 worth. Who will know?! ~ Your friendly vanishing Tax Accountant, Donde esta, Wolf

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 11/15/2023 7:17:00 AM

Really funny Andrea! Clever set of limericks. :)

Nancy Kaufman

Date: 11/15/2023 3:01:00 AM

First day on a new job and fates against you. This is a familiar theme for my life. I loved the dead in street symbolism Andrea. At least you weren't invested with more of your time there which may be a blessing in disguise.

Sam Kauffman

Date: 11/14/2023 11:11:00 AM

Very good, Andrea! I heard a cute joke. I don't normally brag about my expensive vacations but I just got back from the gas station! Have had that experience! So sorry about your job! And, I remember those feelings of panic! Thanks for the limerick string of delight! Blessings.

Andrea Dietrich
Date: 11/15/2023 1:28:00 PM

this is pure fabrication, dearie

Jay Narain

Date: 11/14/2023 10:13:00 AM

Nice poem.

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 11/14/2023 9:45:00 AM

Andrea my dear friend, sad you lost your gas at the rate we all have to pay for it, but have you ever thought that perhaps this job was not for you, and that is why you got so lost!!! Love and hugs, Jennifer.

Ink Empress

Date: 11/14/2023 8:41:00 AM

Ah i kno when i see a limerick from you im sure to smile, you are so talented sweet andrea, they say through confusion and challenging times just laugh, make it through the day that way. Thats what i thought of, although i can feel the frustration too. Brilliant one for this prompt. Pleasure always reading you . Sending you light alwaysx

Pashang Salehi

Date: 11/13/2023 7:00:00 PM

Cute Andrea... better luck next time... By the way, I have no more desire to do poetry since I realized "AI" can do a poem instantaneously. For the time being, I went back to painting... with love pashang

David Fisher

Date: 11/13/2023 4:48:00 PM

This is so much fun; always enjoy your limericks. I live on a dead-end, which is at least good for writing poems!

Bill Baker

Date: 11/13/2023 4:11:00 PM

Quite the adventure, Andrea, especially put into a 3-verse Limerick. I really like the twist at the end, it made it feel real to me. :-) Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Paige Hind

Date: 11/13/2023 3:21:00 PM

Ah no, lol. We can laugh with you! :)

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 11/13/2023 2:58:00 PM

a delightful and creative Limerick, Andrea. I've actually been in a similar bizarre situation. I was so flabbergasted. Now I can laugh as I giggle reading your poem. Nicely done & have a good evening, hugs, Sara