Given that it is Sunday, I thought I’d just try a few more limericks as have had a load rattling around in my head and as much as I like the lunch time limerick I have more vomiting forth that a single one a day…
A serial killer called Ned
Obeyed voices that screamed in his head
Then one day he just changed
And is no more deranged
Now writes food blogs on WordPress instead
(yeah…you know who you are don’t you 😉)
There once was a doctor from Goole
Specialised in the gastric, no fool
Made a fortune in bums
Bowels, Intestines and tums
And continuing study of stool
Sorry, it is not my fault Goole and stool rhyme…
A Bethlehem chap, healed the blind
Said be nice to each other and kind
Romans proved they were boss
Nailed him up on a cross
But was raised from the dead, never mind
Maybe one more
Chap from Mosul played drums in a band
so the Taliban cut off each hand
But it all worked out fine
Said his wife, “it’s divine
Cos for scratching my back your hook’s grand”
Right think that’ll do. I’ve used the hooked hands twice this week. Hmmm.
Have a good Sunday.
More goodness?
