Cherries Are For the Pits

There once was a lady named Terry Who's favourite fruit was a cherry Till one day she bit Down hard on a pit Screamed bloody murder, quite scary!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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De Beaulieu Avatar
December 3, 2016 at 5:38 PM
Hello Jack I like your limerick, it made me smile. Hugs
Ellison Avatar
December 3, 2016 at 6:12 PM
Limericks are fun!!! Thanks my dear Darlene... love, Jack xxx
Smith Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 2:23 PM
She tied up her jaw to hold back the pain...mumbling that old Jack was to blame...for twas his tree...the cherries werent free...and he'd pay for it when she broke his long cane
Ellison Avatar
December 2, 2016 at 8:08 AM
The Limerick King strikes again!!! YEE HAW!!!
Grace Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 9:58 AM
Cute little limerick style, it made this reader smile. :^)
Ellison Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 11:29 AM
Thank you dear Janet for those kind words! Love, Jack xxx
Allison Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 8:47 AM
ha ha ha it sure is the pits!:-) hugs Jan xx
Ellison Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 9:16 AM
Happy to provide the giggles, dear sis!!! Love, Jack xxx
Flats Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 7:54 AM
That would do it, quite surely//Might make Terry a tad surely//might be truth//is broken tooth//would still her hair be curly?? GOOD MORNING JACKSON!!! MO COFFEE!!!
Ellison Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 8:02 AM
"would still her hair be curly"??? MO COFFEE!!!! GOOD GOOD MORNING JOHN JOHN!!!
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