Short Ironing Board Poems

Man, that's Aunt Allie Murphy,
Yeah, ironing board surfing.
See the look on her face,
And She's hooked a great wave.
Pearls with curls then a slurpee...

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Granny has found a new trend
 With unseen waves to contend
 Ironing board skurfing
  And living room surfing
 Granny's gone off the deep end!

 7-15-2022
 Limerick Contes
 Sponsor: Lisa YY...

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Wrinkled clothes stacked near my ironing board
will just lie there, completely ignored
‘cause today I’ll be groovin’.
To the oldies I’m movin’
like a teen to the hits most adored....

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She stood on the ironing board frame
Where waves of clothes she’d tame
She surfed on thoughts high
Inside the barrel green room a dame
Landing on the blue waves she did fly!

14.7.22
A LImerick Poem...

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Grandmas in a mild utter confusion
In foolish notion in her delusion
Aboard the ironing board
To catch the surf waves, she roared
In bent knees she went, in her illusion

7/15/2022


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There once was a dame named violet,
    Who tried to surf without getting wet.
    So she climbed aboard,
    Her ironing board.
    When trying to surf the Internet.

    7 / 18 / 2022.
    Limerick poetry contest.
    Sponsor.  Lisa YY....

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Question for you, chicks and dudes,
What is an ironing board to you?
Did you know they were surfboards?
Yes, they grow up, surf did bore,
Surfboards got a day job,
Being ironing boards is their lot,
Nonsense I do compose,
Only a joke in an ode!...

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Beach boys on the boom box, surfing away 
Gran’s bored, California dreaming all day 
She’s drinking whiskey 
And feels quite frisky 
Climbs on her ironing board, next stop LA


Limerick contest 
Sponsored by Lisa YY
How many syllables checked 
07/18/22...

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Some ladies enjoy riding on their brooms
All over the house, into all the rooms
Gran rode the ironing board
Only skis she could afford
Off she'd ride, before ironing resumes




Limerick Poetry Contest
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July 17, 2022
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I've seen the cool moves of Surfing Annie
Her ironing board rides are so uncanny!
When she has a wipeout
She blames it on her gout
I'm proud of Annie 'cause she's my Granny


July 15, 2022
Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lisa YY
Photo supplied by Pinterest...

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Beach Boys sounds played as I walked through the door
Gran was smiling as she headed for shore
She shouted out in dismay
As the ironing board gave way
And ended up in a heap on the floor...


Written 17th July 2022
Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lisa YY. ...

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Drunk Sue, leapt onto the ironing board,
In  great vigour swinging both her hands wide.
As on a big stage
Forgetting her age,
Danced in thrill, fell off, hitting her head hard


July.16.2022

Syllables- 10, 10, 5, 5, 10 (HMS)
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(small revision made line two to make all syllables equal for lines 1, 2 and 5)

A sweet homemaker named Shelly Gorde

with her laundry and cleaning was bored.

She imagined a beach

with a sea within reach.

Rode her ironing board like surfboard.


July 14, 2022
for Lisa YY's Limerick Poetry Contest...

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(This is a fictional poem)

When you ran over my foot with your tractor-trailor,
I started cussing just like a sailor.
I cried and cried because I'm a wimp.
My foot had to be amputated and now I walk like a chimp.
People point and laugh at me and it cuts like a sword.
You mashed my foot so flat that it looked like an ironing board....

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Once an ardent surfer, she’s called Marie,
living now land-locked, she misses the sea.
She mounts an ironing board,
as the room turns into fjord.
Hands stretched, she surfs on fantasy with glee.

_______________

July 16. 2022
Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10 (HMS)
Rhyme checked at RhymeZone.com
Contest : Limerick
Sponsored by : Lisa YY...

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My sister Lucille was extremely bored
She tried surfing on an ironing board
Knobby knees spread wide,
She damned nearly died
One imagined whitecap and she was floored. 

SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written July 13, 2020
10/10/5/5/10 syllable count
checked with PS
submitted to "Limerick" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Lisa YY...

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Ironing board 
Bare feet
You'd make me food
I'd eat

Little later straight clothes
No holes 
Warm in winter
The splinter

I have no ironing board now
But still that board reminds me how
I have grown to not need so pressed clothes
Oppressed woes

But the ironing board 
Remains at your place
I'll remember those days
And of course your face

The ironing board...

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We have new maid whom we call Mama Sang,
She was expert at surfing when still young.
While ironing, she got bored,
Stood on our ironing board,
Great surfing position before she swung.


July 15, 2022    8.02pm



PS Syllable Counter
Syllables Per Line:	10 10 7 7 10
Total # Syllables:	44

Limerick
Contest Judged:  7/19/2022 4:12:00 AM
Sponsored by: Lisa YY
Place 4 (up to 6 & hm multi-w)...

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Listen to poem:

*Image of Mamie Surfeuse by Pinterest.

Wilma *Flynnstone Flip

Crazy chick half out of her gourd,
chose to surf the ironing board,
hair curlers wound up,
tube ride earns gold cup,
resolving laugh as she gets floored.

*A Flynnstone Flip is an aerial backflip on a surfboard created by Flynn Novak.

2022 July 17
*4th Place*
Limerick 
~~Lisa YY: Judged 2022 July 19

**RZ; aabba. HMS; 8,8,5,5,8....

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Learner Surfer
I am training myself to surfboard 
Practicing on my ironing board 
For I'm no loser
And the best mover 
Shall win a trophy surfer award.

So I've ironed my best underwear
My motto is to always prepare
If I have a fall
I will not bare all
And my assets won't feel whiffs of air.

+*+*
18th July 2022

Limerick Poetry Contest
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We cannot come now the ladybug sang with accord.
We are smelling the starch on the ironing board.
The baby mouse agreed, she loved the smell of starch too.
And she liked the stiffness of the jeans her mom ironed all blue.

They sat next to the baskets watching Mrs. Mouse work.
She ironed for the McGuffries, the Geedogs and Mr. McLerk.
The iron’s steam wafted in the air, filling the lungs of the two.
Who loved the aroma every time she reached for a denim of blue....

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