Caryl Muzzey Poet Limerick

Teetotaler

I once knew a sedate gent with class,  
who would not drink red wine at church mass.
Would take a wee sip,
to wet his wee lip,
since red wine made him expel built gas.

Was time for his daughter to marry,
gentleman who liked to drink sherry.
Being a good dad,
I toasted the lad,
then prayed for fearless canary.

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey

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Andrea Dietrich June 22, 2011 at 11:23 PM Cute, cAryl, especially the first one!

Joyce Johnson June 22, 2011 at 1:44 PM This is great except for the one extra syllable that Kashinath noted. Good luck . Thank you for your nice comments. Love, joyce Caryl Muzzey June 22, 2011 at 2:10 PM Thanks Joyce but the only thing left is canary which can be said as having 3 syl. but all my dictionaries say 2 syl. can't think of anything else.

Kash Poet June 22, 2011 at 11:27 AM Nice humour here...Enjoyed.Pl.check the syllable counts as Francine wants it should be same for line 1,2 and 5....regards kashinath.

Dr.Ram Mehta June 22, 2011 at 9:56 AM Enjoyed your humor and wit in this write, Caryl

Nette Onclaud June 22, 2011 at 5:12 AM nothing like a fresh spray of humor from you,caryl.. so cool! winning wishes.:) hugggs, nette

Black Eyed Susan June 21, 2011 at 4:13 PM Very cute! Good luck in the contest :)