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Limerick Grandmother Poems | Limerick Poems About Grandmother

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Grannys glass eye

My grandmother lost her glass eye
She sneezed when she breathed in a fly
As her eyeball flew by
She exclaimed my oh my
My glass eye has learned how to fly

Copyright © Erik Savage | Year Posted 2017



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Beach Birthdays

To the lake to the lake,
Fish to fry clams to bake.
This has been grandmother's cry
Now on birthdays she brings rye,
If just once she'd bring a cake.

Copyright © Richard Breese | Year Posted 2015

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Limerick Contest-Bawdy

"There'll BEANO More Money For You!!!" It’s time to visit Uncle Sam, though he doesn’t quite know who I am- Used to call me Nellie, my true name is Ellie, he was never part of the fam! So, I showed up on a white horse, he forgot who I was…OF COURSE! Said “I got some bad news, pops and grams said they’re through, left you money in the divorce.” Sam lifted up his gut to fart, I said, “OH NO! PLEASE DON’T YOU START!” Like at mom's reunion, or my First Communion, his gas sounded just like Mozart! Now what was I supposed to say, I’d been tired from riding all day- “Where’s my money Nellie?” tucked it in his belly, got on my horse and rode away. Next day grams called me on the phone, she said Sam wouldn’t leave her alone- He wanted more money, grams thought that was funny, on BEANO his money was blown! Syllable count: 8-8-6-6-8 April 27, 2017

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2017