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He Danced Irish Jigs

There was a quick wit who needed a gig When his jokes fell flat, he danced Irish jigs But one night he was so drunk He kicked up a breeze that stunk It seems 'quick-wit' zagged when he should have zigged

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Kenneth Cheney

Date: 11/3/2020 2:02:00 PM

Ah, too much of the drink, has caused many a wit to go zaggy.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/3/2020 4:10:00 AM

Oooh.............I am still trying to get over the "breeze that stunk". Great limerick my friend.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/3/2020 1:48:00 PM

This limerick was a 'breeze to write.' :)

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 11/2/2020 12:27:00 PM

The quick wit who’s jig went sadly amiss, Put on a kilt to do an Irish jig, He kicked up his legs, Forgot he’d no kegs, With his jiggery bits, the crowd were in fits.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 11/2/2020 5:07:00 AM

Haha or honked when he should have hinked lol. Tom

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/3/2020 1:48:00 PM

You and I have replaced the 'honky-tonk' with the 'hinky-honk!' ~ Mick Jagger ('Honky-Tonk Woman')

Alexis Y.

Date: 11/1/2020 6:39:00 PM

Lol! Gershon, This is hilarious. I could just picture the scene:-) Alexis

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/2/2020 5:24:00 PM

Very good. Glad you like even limericks I write that stink. lol. Thanks, Alexis. :) Gershon