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Limerick April Poems | Limerick Poems About April
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But Jan, is this a Limerick trick?
Your family, truly, has no Dick and no Rick ...
I could have sworn
Since I, too, had been born
my family had to have had one Mr. Dick!
(c)Deo.I could not bring myself to declare it as clearly last week. Now Good Friday gives way to naughty Saturday ... have at it. Shalom.Smile: Jesus is not a prude, but He does have standards (No adultery, for one. Have limericks though)
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2017
Baseball is on my mind more,
When frigid winds freeze to the core,
Seems eons away,
Snow shovels strike out, wood bats score!
Copyright © Chaim Wilson | Year Posted 2014
A lways will I remember this day
P riceless memories are here to stay
R euniting with you
I ncredible and true
L ove and laughter will light our way
F oolish to think we could be apart
O nly you has possession of my heart
O bviously your mine
L avishly entwined
S ealed to each other, never to depart
Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane | Year Posted 2014
It always shows up on this day
The surprise that takes breath away
That thing that you did not want
Will come back to you to haunt
And there's really nothing to say!
Copyright © Quentin Ehlinger | Year Posted 2013
Dear April gave herself to me;
May probably will as well--
Although neither know the other
And sweet June will never tell!
But Summer cannot know of them,
It would put me in a spot.
Besides, my heart does long for her--
For summer's really hot!
Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2014
I have a sibling somewhere in Dublin
When I miss her I jump in a wheelie bin
And pen her a limerick
Just to make her smirk
If she don't like my head will spin
Copyright © Ndikho Kwinana | Year Posted 2016
You're my hero this month, Dianne.
You brought down your unfaithful man.
"Luv Guv," now your ex,
was wild about sex.
One staffer was his greatest fan.
A text meant for her went to you!
Months later you'd bid him adieu,
but first you'd make dang
sure hubby would hang.
Your quiet "campaign" would ensue.
Your audio tapes would assist
the Ethics Committee, whose fist
would come down hard--POW!
The truth is out now.
Tax payers know they have been dissed.
To cover his sins, "Luv Guv" used
their tax dollars. No one's amused!
He's charged; now he'll pay
in more than one way.
All know he was rightly accused.
May 1, 2017, entered in Brian Strand's May Day Premier contest: 25-line max,
any topic or form
Last month, Robert Bentley was forced to resign as Governor of Alabama--
after days of refusing to resign on the grounds he'd done nothing illegal,
the affair. When all of IT hit the fan--that he'd committed crimes by using tax payers' money for cover-up efforts--he had no choice but to step down.
Information (phone records, texts, and tapes) provided by his wife (then-wife) of fifty years led to his downfall. I do admire her. She kept her cool and did the right thing!
He's been charged with two misdemeanors and is to perform community service
in his area of expertise--dermatology. This fact was in the most recent article I read.
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2017
When April’s wind briskly blew
Beth’s spring skirt billowed and flew:
Men on the street
Got an eye-treat
‘Cause panties, chose Beth to eschew.
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2017
It’s easy to gripe and complain
When it seems there’s abundance of rain
But superfluous showers
Give way to sweet flowers
And loveliest hues of terrain.
Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017