The Jagger Swagger

Old Mick has the lips of a bragger
And wiggles his hips with a swagger.
He jumps, full of beans
In black skinny jeans
With hip-shaking destined to stagger!

Old ladies enjoy the distraction
Of seeing their idol in action.
He keeps them at bay
For, wrinkly and grey,
They can't give him no satisfaction!

30.08.19

'Swagger poetry contest' sponsored by Line Gauthier
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Merryman Avatar
March 31, 2021 at 1:57 PM
Wendy, these are great limericks about Mick Jagger! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M
Watson Avatar
April 6, 2021 at 3:45 AM
Thank you, Kim. I wish I had his stamina and waistline!
Wolf Avatar
September 7, 2019 at 10:06 PM
Just love how you utilized that last line. Congrats on your win in the contest, Wendy! Best wishes, Gershon
Watson Avatar
March 30, 2021 at 1:30 PM
Thanks, Gershon. The energy of the man!
Y. Avatar
September 7, 2019 at 7:39 AM
Hi Wendy, I enjoyed both limericks about Mick Jagger. I must admit he most definitely has swagger. Congratulations on your your 2nd place win. Have a great weekend:-) Alexis
Watson Avatar
March 30, 2021 at 1:30 PM
Thanks, Alexis. No wonder he remained so slim!
Mcgee Avatar
September 7, 2019 at 7:26 AM
The ending wraps up your poem perfectly and the whole is perfect too. Congrats on your win Wendy.
Watson Avatar
March 30, 2021 at 1:29 PM
Thank you Jeanne. I appreciate your time and comments.
Green Avatar
August 30, 2019 at 7:27 AM
I love how you ended this. Wishing you satisfaction in the contest
Watson Avatar
March 30, 2021 at 1:28 PM
Thank you for taking the time to read and give feedback,Chris.
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