Lycia Harding Poet Limerick

Trembles and Thrills

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There's an active young lady who swills
every drop that adventure's cup spills.
If it's filled to the brim,
she will start at the rim
and swim down til she's in to the gills.

Only flirting with danger fulfills
her addiction to trembles and thrills.
Any risk will suffice
if it helps feed her vice.
She pops perils as if they were pills.

She makes mountains where there were molehills,
tempting fate just to sharpen her skills
If she skates on thin ice
and it breaks...GOOD. That's twice
the excitement - the risk AND the chills!

Penthouse windows? She favors the sills.
Peaceful valleys? Just show her the hills.
Faced with any pitfall,
she'll go balls to the wall...
Got a porcupine? She'll take the quills!

As this lifestyle eventually kills,
she wastes no time on planning or bills.
So, you think you'll be set
when she's gone? Don't forget -
this includes life insurance and wills!

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11/04/2015

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Poet Destroyer A December 20, 2015 at 12:45 AM Lycia, awesome win. Linda

Skat A December 19, 2015 at 2:07 PM Lycia, congratulations on your nice win. SKAT

Viv Wigley December 19, 2015 at 2:42 AM I love this entry, Lycia, and nice to see another limerick along with mine. It made me smile. Congrats! Viv x

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser December 19, 2015 at 2:23 AM Lycia, I am glad to see you on my list.. =`) ***I love the way you present this set of limericks, a narrated story with all the mixture emotions, TREMBLES and THRILLS could evoke… The imagery that of course is catchy, the placid set of actions that produces the theme, BIG CONGRATULATIONS!! I thank you for participating!!! =`)~ Hugs and smiles, Olive Eloisa

Jan Allison November 8, 2015 at 7:40 AM wow a fabulous string of limericks and I love the rhyming - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx Lycia Harding November 10, 2015 at 11:24 PM Thank you, Jan! xoxo

Kp Nunez November 7, 2015 at 1:46 AM This lady must thrive on the high//that is brought by the things that she buys//high maintenance life//will kill like a knife//it is best to wake up lest she dies...Yay! loved your lim, my friend! All the best in that contest. hugs! Lycia Harding November 7, 2015 at 2:16 AM Thank you, Kimmie. Fun comment! xoxo Lycia Harding November 7, 2015 at 2:15 AM Though your warning was very well said **-** you know chicks like this cannot be led **-** Let's just hope that somehow **-** if she won't listen now **-** she will listen once she wakes up dead!

Poet Destroyer A November 5, 2015 at 1:09 AM she is a wild child, ... this makes me think of that song of all things ironic she could very well live a long life and a person that lives life careful as can be have their life cut shorter, enjoyed your write ~Luv Linda Lycia Harding November 6, 2015 at 8:41 PM Thank you, PD! xoxo Lycia Harding November 6, 2015 at 8:40 PM "Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight and as the plane crashed down he thought "Well isn't this nice..." And isn't it ironic... don't you think?