Monday Limericks

I believe that the limerick form can cheer up even the most horrid of subjects.  What do you reckon?

Saw your dad, says you’re suffering a spell

raging fever and sweaty as hell

spent all day on the loo

from both ends, as you do

hope you’re soon on the mend and quite well


You’ve a rash and the pustules are welling

and a discharge that’s green and now smelling

Maybe go see a nurse

‘fore it gets any worse

could explode if it carries on swelling





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