Limericks for Meg Sorick
(with many apologies)
Lying sleepless at night in my bed,
with my pillow tucked under my head,
unable to sleep
and tired of damn sheep.
I start writing limericks instead.
Now, of limericks I’m really the king.
Mine flow like a song you can sing.
I tap out the beat
with fingers and feet
and they end with a zing and a ping.
My Teddy Bear still sleeps with me.
He’s as cuddly as cuddly can be.
The hands of the clock
and their dickory-dock,
take us from two until three.
On the floor a family of mice
think our bed is warm, comfy, and nice.
I must watch what I say
because they won’t go away:
if I speak they’ll be in in a trice.
My cat sits quite still on the mat
then says “I think I smell a rat!
Go get your gun!
Hurry now! Run?
I bet it’s a big one, and fat.”
A rat, that’s what she said.
I hastily got out of bed,
ran down stairs
saying multiple prayers,
and tripped, and fell on my head.
I got back to my feet in some pain,
went up to the bedroom again
Teddy Bear, mice and cat,
were tucked in, fancy that,
and snoring away like a train.
I decided to sit on a chair
and pretend they just were not there.
I picked up my pen,
wrote limericks again,
and started to tear at my hair.
My inspiration now was all wrong.
Rhyme, rhythm, and wit had all gone.
The hands of the clock
sang tickety-tock
as the dawn came creeping along.
Now here comes the end of my story,
I’m afraid it’s a little bit gory.
I beat on that bed
till the wild-life was dead
and I’d covered myself in false glory.
You can see from my limericks, Meg,
how they all show a fine turn of leg,
with neat little feet,
a strong rhythmic beat,
all borrowed and ripped off a peg.
The End
Well done! I really enjoy the whole stuffed animal theme, just like with the last post of yours that I read
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Thank you. I worked most of that out last night during several sleepless periods when the house and my body creaked and groaned and I just couldn’t settle. It was fun! Revenge of the Stuffed Animals … I must write it!
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I’m partial to limerick fun,
Especially, as here, when well done
With humour and wit,
And rhymes that all fit
Why limit oneself to just one?
😀
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Why indeed? I think I am going to write a narrative lyric-comic poem in limericks. The field is open and I shall labor away. Good to see you here, Al. And thanks for the poem!
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I think it’s a worthy form, handled properly 🙂 I shall enjoy your labors!
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I think of The Ancient Mariner as “almost” Limericks!
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Hadn’t thought of it like that… yes, I can see that now! 🙂
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Lol…That was so much fun, Roger! Thanks for posting!
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Thanks Tanya. I wasn’t up to too much serious stuff today. Your videos from yesterday have left me a little unsettled. So: I took the opposite direction and said let’s have some fun … that was my own idea this morning for today …
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Lol…I appreciated that. I also am going to have a bit of fun on Thursday for my next post. Joy presents its own solutions sometimes…
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I love a limerick, and I love this poem. #Structure. CU@7 Chuck
On Tue, Oct 4, 2016 at 9:43 AM, rogermoorepoetdotcom wrote:
> rogermoorepoet posted: ” Limericks for Meg Sorick (with many apologies) > Lying sleepless at night in my bed, with my pillow tucked under my head, > unable to sleep and tired of damn sheep. I start writing limericks instead. > Now, of limericks I’m really the king. Mine flow like a” >
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You could do a Stephen King style ending where the Teddy bear ‘does’ for everyone.
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I like that … I will re-think the sequence … limericks are fun … Thanks, john thanks Meg (you started it), thanks everyone. Oh boy: more sleepless nights!
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Brilliant Roger! The Queen is dead, long live the King!
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I’m not sure about that, Meg. The Queen lives to inspire me: I wouldn’t have done it without you. As I said to John: “Oh dear, more sleepless nights!”
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Haha! Well there are worse things to keep you awake than a light hearted limerick or three!
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Of limerick you are King :))
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Only in my bed at night, with my head full of mice, Janice, and the rat and the cat, and my Teddy on the mat. I do have fun though.
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:))
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Wonderful limericks! A great night time drama as well! Thought maybe when you got back the rat would be in the bed as well!! (<:
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I didn’t think of that. I should have. Maybe I’ll revise! It would certainly beef up the wild life. Maybe they’ll kick Teddy out and he and I will do for them .. yikes!
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