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Cheesy Feet

A marathon runner called Peter
His shoes had a terrible fetor
It lingered in the breeze
smelling just like stale cheese
and got worse when he sat by a heater!

3/12/18

Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2018

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April 26, 2018 at 9:02 PM

I thought I had read this before, but don't seem to have commented - so congrats, Jan. Very creative rhyme choice - I don't think I have ever seen the word fetor in a poem :)

April 27, 2018 at 6:51 AM

thanks Agnes, using fetor was fun and it was perfect for the poem:-) hugs Jan

April 25, 2018 at 10:53 AM

Congratulations on your win for this funny Limerick, Jan! Hugs, Sandra

April 27, 2018 at 6:51 AM

thanks Sandra:-) hugs Jan

April 25, 2018 at 4:30 AM

Congratulations on your win! Yuck.

April 27, 2018 at 6:53 AM

thanks Susan:-) hugs Jan

April 24, 2018 at 7:20 PM

Congrats on your win, Jan.

April 27, 2018 at 6:54 AM

thanks line:-) hugs Jan

April 24, 2018 at 7:08 PM

Great limerick. CONGRATS! Janice

April 27, 2018 at 6:55 AM

thanks janice:-) hugs Jan

Andrea Dietrich

April 24, 2018 at 6:41 PM

Hmmm, I missed this one somehow. The last line is a great clincher , Jan. Congrats on your win.

April 27, 2018 at 6:56 AM

obviously not funny enough for robert as it placed so low- i couldn't go with a bawdy one it was so hard to find one I thought was my best lol:-) hugs jan

April 24, 2018 at 4:08 PM

Back for congrats, Jan!

April 24, 2018 at 5:58 PM

Thanks so much kim:-) hugs Jan xx

April 24, 2018 at 3:36 PM

Hey, Jan: The possibilities for this one are legion: Bet Peter was never 'de-feet-ed.' But he knew the agony of 'de-feet.' On and on and on, I'm sure...Love the concept! Congrats on your placement in the contest. Competition sure is fierce with these haikus! Good job! :) gw

April 24, 2018 at 5:58 PM

Thanks gershon:-) hugs Jan xx

March 14, 2018 at 12:38 PM

Witty in a smelly sort of way, Jan:) I bet Peter won most of the races he took part in....considering his rivals were fainting in his wake:) Hugs // paul

March 14, 2018 at 12:42 PM

lol Paul:-) hugs Jan xx

March 14, 2018 at 5:42 AM

I didn't know you knew my brother? Peter the cheater, such a sly lover! Kept his feet under leather, Especially in hot weather. And shoes on making love, I did discover... hugs Mick

March 14, 2018 at 8:08 AM

yeuk lol not a fella I'd want to meet with such horrible smelly cheesy feet:-( hugs Jan xx

Gregory Richard Barden

March 13, 2018 at 8:06 PM

Oh dear lord, this reminds me of my brother, lol! Love it - I needed some joy today, thank you, Friend! :-) <3

March 14, 2018 at 8:07 AM

lol Greg:-) hugs Jan xx

March 13, 2018 at 3:01 AM

Well, that's a first, Jan- never seen 'fetor' in a poem before. Sock it to 'em! Viv x

March 13, 2018 at 8:32 AM

Cheers Mr Viv I'm not sure of the correct spelling as its also spelled foetor:-) hugs Jan xx

March 13, 2018 at 12:18 AM

I love this one, Jan. I think of all the limericks I can remember by you, this is my favorite. Nothing worse than "funky feet". lol

March 13, 2018 at 8:29 AM

Cheers DT I love the limerick for and am delighted you like this particular poem:-) hugs jan xx

Joseph P. DiMino

March 12, 2018 at 6:32 PM

A pungent write! Love it!

March 12, 2018 at 6:34 PM

Thanks so much Joe:-) hugs Jan xx

Dale Gregory Cozart

March 12, 2018 at 5:18 PM

Wow, what stinkers! You think he's get a clue. Funny limerick.

March 12, 2018 at 5:56 PM

thanks Dale:-) hugs Jan xx

March 12, 2018 at 4:25 PM

ha! very funny, jan! cute pic, too...

March 12, 2018 at 5:55 PM

Thanks Ilene:-) hugs Jan xx

March 12, 2018 at 4:07 PM

You are so wonderful Jan, every time that I am down I can come and read one of your magnificent poems. You truly have talent to make people happy.

March 12, 2018 at 5:55 PM

aww thanks Pashang i try and make folks smile with my silly poems:-) hugs jan xx

March 12, 2018 at 3:09 PM

Cooked stale cheese...I can imagine the smell...

March 12, 2018 at 5:54 PM

lol Arturo that would be a stinker for sure:-) hugs Jan xx

March 12, 2018 at 2:02 PM

Haha Jan, will think of this when I'm tucking into my cathedral cheddar. Tom

March 12, 2018 at 2:09 PM

ooh I love strong cheese Tom especially 'ripe' Stilton and Danish Blue. We got some Stilton and it inspired this poem lol - i do worry about my muse:-) hugs jan xx

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