Jude Herrick Poet Limerick

Knight in Lying Amore

            James Dean Bob Marley,  
       a Valentines Hunter on a Harley, 
            ties his horse hog down, 
    enters the house saloon of get "lucky" town,
             Offers imbibe after imbibe
         as suggestinal ingestinal bribe,
         but forget about her tolerance,
          she fell asleep on the couch,
              out cold as if she'd died.
         So romeo with advance 
      he missed his chance, ouch!
     And he with a wine on his hands 
          and  ****happens-stance,
said goodbye to his smooth plans,
said goodbye to romance.
Was also left with his....in his hands.

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Jude Herrick January 22, 2024 at 1:40 PM Helpfully 'mused. Thank you, Silent One.

Silent One January 22, 2024 at 12:59 PM You did these very well.. Limericks are an Irish form of poetry, I believe... Nice to see your funny side..

Ink Empress January 21, 2024 at 11:21 PM What a creative write about this valentine hunter on a harley looking for a hair cut to look all good for the night haha. But oblivious to the fact that some need sleep and get tired waiting. Sad ending for him , alone all by himself with a bottle of wine. Haha. But he should have been prepared way before: to be honest i dont celebrate valentines day, and i find it sad when some are obligated to do so. I love your take! And title too is perfect! This is a fave for me! Jude Herrick January 22, 2024 at 10:10 AM Thank you, Ink Empress. Whomever thought of the premise is talented adept at bringing out peculiarity and swank. Haha

Jude Herrick January 21, 2024 at 3:34 PM Sorry. Just want to put that out there in advance. These Limericks just got me in too good of a mood. Compulsery.