Limericks Written In A Country Churchyard

There once was a sensitive vicar, who said, "I'm not one to bicker, but the peal of that bell, makes me feel quite unwell, and plays merry hell with my ticker." An incensed old soul by the spire, preaching incense-igniting to the choir, exclaimed, "There is but one catch, when striking a match, don't set your surplice on fire." A parson spoke from the nave, "Spend all you can, do not save, if you've spilled all the sands, and still have time on your hands, you can't take it with you to the grave." A wise minister in the kirk, enlightened, observed with a smirk, "When it's dark out there, put your hands in the air, as many hands make light work.”