Carolyn Devonshire Poet Limerick

From the Underside (Chair Speak Limericks)

Why is it you never show me your face?
My feelings are hurt, so you I’ll replace!
     Find another on which to pounce
     Each time your team takes a bad bounce
The damage you’ve done cannot be erased

Even my fine leather is marred with grooves
From all your fanatic football fan moves
     Get off your duff, I must rebuff
     You’ve made my lining far too rough
Each time you move, I hope the team will lose

I have already called a moving van
To transport me to a gentler land
     Where people of grace sip green tea
     Pontificating times that be
By dawn in my place you’ll find the trash can

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Timothy Brumley August 5, 2010 at 8:47 PM How do you know I wasn't talking about you in a beauty past? How many limericks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop? Three!

Andrea Dietrich January 25, 2010 at 1:26 PM Carolyn, GREAT humor here! I was thinking it should have been in that chair contest I missed out on from last year! And hopefully one day, I'll have time to review past winners of the many contests here! LUv, andrea

Michael Harman January 9, 2010 at 9:46 AM I cant help but be annoyed when someone has greater talent than i.

Elaine George December 29, 2009 at 8:54 AM I'M STILL LAUGHING! Carolyn. What a hoot! I've never had any luck with writing Limericks. I wrote one only and someone advised we it was incorrect. You have mastered it. Maybe in the New year I will give it another try. Also, I wish to thank you for all your kind comments and support over the last year. Best wishes to you in the New Year. Love, Lainie.

Anthony Nutter December 11, 2009 at 2:42 AM Excellent entry for the contest well written and funny. Congratulations on making the hot list. A. W. Nutter www.freewebs.com/abcedit

Jayne Eggins December 9, 2009 at 8:19 AM LOL Loved this one had a good giggle ;) Love Jayne

Janis Aldred December 8, 2009 at 4:19 PM Haha!! Love it!!

Jeralynn Clark December 7, 2009 at 1:29 PM Spoken like a true cushion!!! Cute!

Doris Culverhouse December 5, 2009 at 4:06 PM nicely penned!!

Danny Nunn December 4, 2009 at 7:42 PM I like this one, nice write----thanks om Christmas in A Cow Camp..I have ranched and cowboyed all my life on the Mexican border, one friend said mine were not poems, bit cowboy stories in verse...sort of look like a poem,,glad that you liked it...have a Merry Christmas..thanks Danny

Colleen Bono December 4, 2009 at 8:52 AM This one is cute.I like it.I want to work on a poem to enter in the speak chair speak contest.

Marty Owens December 3, 2009 at 9:04 PM Very nice chair poem..enjoyed...Marty

Abe Lopez December 3, 2009 at 5:47 PM now here's a chair that feels unappreciated, (smiles) ....great insight to the feelings a chair might have!

James Marshall Goff December 3, 2009 at 4:57 PM great limerick! Carolyn! enjoyed very much! jimbo

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 3, 2009 at 4:35 PM Thankxxx Carolyn for your loving comments on my recent poetry posts... glad u enjoyed as I always enjoy yours... blessings... luv .. dear precious friend.. Linda-Marie, P.E.P.S. "Sweetheart"... I appreciate the "A" on my report card tonight.... haha..

Richard Pickett December 3, 2009 at 2:54 PM Ahhh another contest contestant I see... My chair can beat your chair up....lolol Funny Limerick,,, I liked it Carolyn... RdP A.K.A. Taz

T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet December 3, 2009 at 2:39 PM Great read Carolyn.You hit the nail on the head.Thanks for the comment.Teresa Congrats on your featured poem

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 3, 2009 at 11:54 AM Congrats on your featured poem this week on the Soup ... blessings.. luv... Linda-Marie, P.E.P.S. "Sweetheart"

Daver Austin December 3, 2009 at 8:53 AM Yes! I must examine my lazy boy for those grooves you speak of. Speaking of trash cans - I have relegated the Detroit Lions to a large trash can and this ages ago. The green tea is what I ought to be drinking, but I'm a coffee nut. BIG LOVE, daver

Juliane Thomas December 3, 2009 at 6:54 AM Great entry! Gave me a much needed laugh this morning. Thank you so much for your kind words, and I'm so sorry for the loss of your father. My stepfather is still with us, but probably not for much longer. He has terrible trouble communicating and walking, and it's heartbreaking. He's been such a wonderful father to me through the years, and I feel so sad, frustrated and helpless as I watch him slip away. ~Juliane

Audrey Haick December 3, 2009 at 6:23 AM Wonderful write, Carolyn! Great rhyme and flow. I am still laughing! This is a winner! Goes to my favs! Peace and love, Audrey

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 3, 2009 at 6:00 AM Magnificent poetry for the contest.. good luck to u ..as this entry is wonderfully humorous and grand... how do u think my "Cleopatra Chair" got her upholstery broken.. from all my football cheers throughout the years .. too many memories there to reupholster her... she is my entry.. if u care to read... blessings... luv... Linda-Marie, P.E.P.S. "Sweetheart"

Charmaine Chircop December 2, 2009 at 10:25 PM You made me chuckle Car,thanks for Changing my mood with just a chair..lovely limerick poem indeed--Charma

Cecil Hickman December 2, 2009 at 8:52 PM my dear friend you are definitely in a limerick mood and you have the talent for it for sure, a delightful read and i too now face my chair in a different light as to what it might say when I move, if mine decides to leave I hope I notice before I find my bottom side stuck in a can..I enjoyed this one so much,,Blessings..Cecil

Caroline Cécile Delacroix December 2, 2009 at 7:39 PM HEHE! Very nice, Carolyn and fun to read. Love this little tale of rebellion of the chair. Good luck on the contest. Thanks for sharing and thank you for your continued support and encouragment with your reviews on my poem. Much apprecated. Love and blessings, Caroline.

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