Silver Surfer

I saw an old lady at home
Whose habits bizarre when alone!
She thinks she's abroad
On her ironing board
Surfing tides in a wavey zone.

Her arms and her legs were well spread.
Her curlers tucked neat on her head.
Her pearls sparkled bright,
She squealed with delight,
"Well I can't do this when I'm dead!"

Affectionately dubbed "Silver Surfer"
What a spirit for any to care for!
A tonic indeed
When humour's the need,
And for it the board ain't much worse, awe! 


Written 14th July 2022
For the "Limerick" contest
(For a picture of a lady standing on
 an ironing board, poised like a surfer.)
Sponsor: Lisa YY
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Alex Avatar
July 20, 2022 at 7:00 AM
Great narration with limerick. Congratulations!
Goldsmith Avatar
July 19, 2022 at 1:02 PM
Congratulations on your win. Your "Silver Surfer" is a "Creative" write/story. Love the line, ""Well I can't do this when I'm dead!" So Very True. Have a great/blessed day.......................
James Avatar
July 15, 2022 at 1:48 PM
Brilliant Natasha. Yours deserves to place high in my opinion. Very much enjoyed. Emilia : )
Scragg Avatar
July 15, 2022 at 2:29 PM
Thank you Emilia. It was a fun challenge. It's amazing what variety of poems will be inspired by one picture. It's so much fun for the contest setter too. X :-)
Delaney Avatar
July 14, 2022 at 10:54 AM
Love this Natash: You. Captured everything perfectly. Good Luck in the Contest, SuZ
Scragg Avatar
July 14, 2022 at 11:28 AM
Awe, thanks Suzanne. Very kind encouraging words. All the best.
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