Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

Pish Posh I Was Taking a Bawth

Pish Posh, I was taking a bawth round about half past three
When all of a sudden in my window I spied a man in a tree
He was leering and when
I looked back again
Pish Posh, he was gone, guess he freaked out at the size of my weenie


(Thanks to my new friend, Lin Lane)


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Carol Eastman October 31, 2015 at 4:40 PM Pish Posh that man up in the tree... Probably fell out when he spoted thee... That's probably true as any one's brain would retreat to a pea... For if Santa Jack catches you peaking you'll be put on the naughty list, don't you see... And they say the lump of coal you'll get will be absolutely free...

Tim Smith October 31, 2015 at 7:29 AM In the window he peered......and saw a man with a beard...dropped his trench coat....tripped on a goat...and on a fence his willie was seared.....happy Halloween Jack Ellison October 31, 2015 at 8:06 AM Ouchhhhhh! LOL Happy Halloween... hope you get lotsa neat stuff! Oh and your kids TOO!!!

Lin Lane October 31, 2015 at 6:32 AM G'morning, Jack. I had to visit when I saw the 'pish posh' to see what you created with it. LOL now that I see, Very ...ummm...cute Thanks for my morning laugh and the recognition....I'm happy to have inspired you. Jack Ellison October 31, 2015 at 7:15 AM As promised... had lots of fun with this one!!! LOL Love and hugs, Santa xoxox