Her Stollen Heart

She was either a German or Pole
and eating seemed mainly her goal
But she ate so much cake
her heart it did break
And now she won’t quite fit in the hole
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Pettit Avatar
January 15, 2011 at 3:38 PM
If you consume too many calories, you won't fit into anything with ease. Nice little limerick with descriptiveness and rhyming.
Docherty Avatar
January 11, 2011 at 10:25 PM
A fun write on a much more serious subject, well thought out - it works veryw ell as limerick. Thanks for your most welcome comments, re spellings no worries, is merely difference between English and American most of the time and have been picked up loads on them so I just double check now whereas because have lost in contests before for this reason, rightly or wrongly in past I have changed some - more often now I stand my ground whatever... (Most here are friends trying to help.)
Mehta Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 5:36 PM
Very lovely and cute write on the stollen heart, Nigel
Radke Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 5:00 PM
ps. love the title
Radke Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 4:59 PM
Yikes. This seems to be rather bleak to be reading right after the 'holidays filled with food'. Very good limerick. Deb
Anderson Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 3:02 PM
Funny Limerick. Nice. Jimmy
Kendrick Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 1:56 PM
Interesting take on overeating...Sara
Gorelick Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 1:38 PM
Oh gosh, this is funny...for me Id say..dang, dig a bigger hole! BG
Scripca Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 1:33 PM
I know what you mean, Nigel. I was born in Europe and my, my...those sausages ...you just cannot resist temptation...great Limerick!!!
Devonshire Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 1:16 PM
Nigel, you could have written this one about my Polish mother. She ate too many sweets and died young of a heart attack. I could still appreciate the humor, though, and limericks always get my attention. You did a great job with this one. Best wishes, Carolyn
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