Terry Flood Poet Limerick

Tripod

His new wife proclaimed, ‘Oh my God’
I think I’ve just wed a tripod
I now understand
Your steps in the sand
You left a third trail where you trod

Those newlyweds lay hand in hand
Their union sealed on the sand
The sand made her sore
But she wanted more
And, oh boy, did he make a stand

Abstaining so long was a drag
She can’t think why he didn’t brag
Their first time: alfresco
By moonlight they let go
She thought it a pole for a flag 

She cried and she started to beg
Please fertilise my willing egg
As she grabbed his member 
He begged please remember 
Go gentle with my middle leg

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Lindsay Laurie June 15, 2021 at 10:54 PM Hello Terry … you’re gunna get plenty of chuckles with this set of limericks. I’ll certainly put my hand up - Lindsay

L Milton Hankins June 14, 2021 at 6:57 PM Wow...another good one, Terry. Yes, you are gifted at these limericks. I enjoyed it immensely. Terry Flood June 15, 2021 at 3:39 PM Thanks Milt, it’s a strange thing, but sometimes when I can feel a creativity void developing, I’ll think, ‘I know, I’ll do a limerick’. But then I put as much effort into them as I do anything else I write. So I’m glad you’ve enjoyed my great skill and wordsmithery ;-) Terry

David Mchattie June 14, 2021 at 4:24 PM Ha ha. Very witty indeed my friend. Well done. I son't know how many readers can relate but.... stay well. Terry Flood June 15, 2021 at 3:41 PM Well, I certainly wouldn't want to brag but... ahem... Glad you enjoyed, David. Terry

Jan Allison June 14, 2021 at 2:52 PM ha ha ha absolutely hilarious:-) hugs jan xx Terry Flood June 15, 2021 at 3:43 PM Thanks, Jan. Had a feeling you might like this one. ;-) Terry