The jury said the defendant was guilty
So the judge ruled 30 days in the klinky
If you visit the slammer
He'll be in his pyjammers
Playing a wee tune on his dinghy
Categories:
dinghy, fun,
Form: Limerick
The jury said the defendant was guilty
So the judge ruled 30 days in the klinky
If you visit the slammer
He'll be in his perjammers
Playing a wee tune on his dinghy
Categories:
dinghy, silly,
Form: Limerick
Can you hear me, I'm singing a happy ditty
To help brighten your day and get rid of the shitties
If you send me flowers
I'll just try to devour
The roses, coz others give me a rash on my dinghy
Categories:
dinghy, silly,
Form: Limerick
string and the dinghy
iron string dinghy full ****
strong little dung nose
Categories:
dinghy, anti bullying,
Form: Haiku
I walk a fine line with this limerick thingy
So easy to fall off and break my dinghy
Intentions are good
I'd be good if I could
Gonna try real hard if another chance you gimmie
Categories:
dinghy, humorous,
Form: Limerick
The old philosopher is at your service
To help you get through life's big circus
It ain't all that tricky
Pretend you're on a dinghy
Sailing the south seas with happiness plus
© Jack Ellison 2016
Categories:
dinghy, dream,
Form: Limerick
The jury said the defendant was guilty
So the judge ruled 30 days in the klinky
If you visit the slammer
He'll be in pyjammers
Playing a wee tune on his dinghy
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
dinghy, silly,
Form: Limerick
There is an echo even now. Awakening
From haunted dreams, late in the night
A memory of a dinghy ride by starlight:
The noise of the motor reverberating
Off the coast, above the rushing waves,
Cold and damp from sea spray and rain:
Phosphorescent glittering streams in
Our passing wake arise from unknown
Depths as we skim their salty matrix:
A shoreline strewn with the debris of
That unending war: A warning to steer
Clear off, but to keep a parallel course:
Dark ragged hills like a rip in the fabric
Of a jet black sky and the ghostly white
Foam of the relentless Solomon Sea:
Speak not of crows for I have seen them
In a mist shrouded morning at Rabaraba
Where they held their nodding congress.
And Champion’s surprise at finding me
There, upon his arrival, was worth a
Hundred voyages into Anuki Country.
Categories:
dinghy, adventure, journey, mystery, sea,
Form: Free verse