He devoured her like so many delicious cream buns that had gone before…
Today I’d like to explore the frailty of our existence. through the medium of limerick.
Originally posted on MyKnowledge.blog:
If you are the type of person who suffers from forgetfulness you might find it handy…
Following a drunken discussion at the pub.
Malan eased the sleek silver craft to the ground, ion drives humming quietly and three silver legs sliding out slowly to cushion the ships gradual descent.
Originally posted on Life lessons:
My mother-in-law had finished her lecture (for the nth time), about how she had efficiently looked…
Limericks are so playful and whimsical and done right, usually rather funny. My aim is to do quite the opposite. How did I do?
I should warn that should you read further you could find my post somewhat inappropriate, though that could also be down to you. I am not one to judge.
Just back from the pub and I have a little time to do some scribbling so will permit myself some whimsical haiku
“Good morning Zebra” said lion, drinking deep from the murkiness of the water hole, “you look particularly well today” Zebra