Reason A. Poteet Poet Limerick

This Just Ain't My Day

Recall that rib-tickling comic named Dick
Boundlessly, he performed many a schtick.
      He could trip over his own feet 
      and dance never missing a beat.
Me? I just fall on my face -  Fiddlesticks! 

Clumsy oaf that I am, I get in my way;
sometimes when I move, my feet want to stay.
     It's an art to stumble then rise.
     I blame my shoes which are queen-size,
rub my head and say, "This just ain't my day!"

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Crystol Woods October 2, 2025 at 12:39 PM Big feet and rib tickling comics, what more could a limerick need?! Very funny and creative... cleverly written! Xo Reason A. Poteet October 5, 2025 at 4:48 AM Appreciate the read, Crystol. thank you for commenting.

CayCay Godwin September 30, 2025 at 4:31 PM This is totally delightful, love it. Congratulations on your placement. CayCay Godwin September 30, 2025 at 5:10 PM Love the man, always been a fav. CayCay Reason A. Poteet September 30, 2025 at 5:05 PM thank you, CayCay, I appreciate your support. Can't resist a Dick Van Dyke rerun.