Carolyn Devonshire Poet Limerick

Oo He Makes Me Wheeze

Such a handsome, rugged man I met
Saw his photo on the Internet
     He drove a hundred miles
     So we could exchange smiles
Just one kiss, I was caught in his net

His cigar smoke wafted with the breeze
But once indoors, I began to sneeze
    My eyes started to tear
    Sore throat I could not clear
Now I hear him snoring as I wheeze

His drinking is really not so bad
But my lungs suffer more than a tad
    Each time he lights one up
    I don a filter cup
To enjoy the pure air I once had



*Entry for Susan’s Offensive Odors or Noise Pollution contest.  Based on true experience.

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Joyce Johnson January 5, 2012 at 6:08 PM I hope you kicked him out the door. Congratulations Carolyn. It was funny. Love, Joyce

Carol Sunshine Brown January 5, 2012 at 6:48 AM Congratulations on your win in ~Susan's~ "Offensive Odors or Noise Pollution" contest Carolyn. Love, Carol

Kash Poet January 4, 2012 at 3:15 AM Carolyn,congratulations on your win.Nice Limericks,

Elizabeth Wesley December 16, 2011 at 11:29 AM A smelly entry for the contest Carolyn; keep that filter handy. Best wishes for the contest and of course a wonderful Christmas dear friend! Luv, Lizzy

Jack Horne December 15, 2011 at 3:03 PM LOL, poor you - maybe you should buy him chocolate cigars for xmas. Sue asked my friend if I was a smoker and says she wouldn't have agreed to a date if he'd said I smoked!

Harry Horsman December 15, 2011 at 10:06 AM seems like a new year resolution needed here, Carolyn. good luck with this one in the contest. awesome all three. harry

Audrey Haick December 14, 2011 at 8:58 PM LOL! This is great, Carolyn! Glad I caught it tonight before it disappeared off the "scroll". My very best wishes for the contest..I enjoyed this. Oh, that Forward with the pups was outrageous! I feel like I'm coming down with a cold but I've got tofight it...I have no time to be sick!!! lol Much love, Annalise

Dan Kearley December 14, 2011 at 7:19 PM Oh thats a winner! 4 sure :o)

Andrea Dietrich December 14, 2011 at 6:06 PM What a great way to do the contest, Carolyn. I especially liked the image of seeing you with a masking cup on yourself to filter the air! (your poem posted twice here)

James Marshall Goff December 14, 2011 at 4:17 PM Carolyn, your place in PS Lore is firmly established....your art unsurpassed.... the best is the least you deserve...jimbo

Joe Maverick December 14, 2011 at 3:16 PM OH...! Carolyn you are guil-tyyy...) this write wass.. smo'''kin...)

Joe Maverick December 14, 2011 at 3:13 PM Happy to read your slick Limerick, enough of smoke mirrors self-reflection.) and self remorse) all this time you were breathing tainted air of course..you moved off quickley..) i'd say that is true..! but what else should we expect from a gal like you.) all the best again..

Deb Wilson December 14, 2011 at 2:29 PM oh Carolyn this is interesting and very funny!!Best of luck with your entry..love,Deb

James Fraser December 14, 2011 at 2:26 PM Koolio entry for Susan's contest Carolyn. Any smoke from any of these cancer sticks makes me sick, yuchers. Good luck with this funny Limerick set :)

Greg Stanley December 14, 2011 at 1:40 PM Carolyn, very funny and also true - I cannot stand any cigarette or cigar smoke around me, and I just love fresh clean air. Best of luck.

John Rhinem December 14, 2011 at 1:39 PM Smile ˜ There's always two sides of a coin, dear Carolyn ˜ Love, John!:) ˜

Russell Sivey December 14, 2011 at 1:07 PM That's a wonderful write Carolyn! Great humor all throughout the poem, simply wondrous! I too hate the smell of cigarette and pipe and cigar smoke...they are horrendously and horridly awful! This is a great poem for the contest! You will do well in the contest!!

Robert Pettit December 14, 2011 at 12:56 PM I know all about cigar smoke. I had players in the casino smoking those stogies around me all the time. Good set of limericks, Carolyn. Why did you present your work here twice?