Whether sober, or sozzled in ale
This rule of CFs doesn't fail:
If you f**k up a line
Of your limerick rhyme
Our Monty's right there on your tail!
Whether sober, or sozzled in ale
The Limericks Standards Committee,Whether sober, or sozzled in ale
This rule of CFs doesn't fail:
If you f**k up a line
Of your limerick rhyme
Our Monty's right there on your tail!
It is obviously plain to be seen,The Limericks Standards Committee,
Shows no hesitation or pity.
Any hint of a gaffe
And their enforcement staff
Will be right on your case - it’s not pretty!
The committee reserves its worst ire,
For those who (like Barb) never tire
Of inserting a rhyme
That looks good at the time,
But on further reflection is dire.
My breath could not be more baited,Pantomime season is on its way.
'Oh no it's not!' I hear you say.
A new King Lear
Will soon be here.
Fresh jelly for Monty [ @montycrusto ]. Come on, let's play!
“My kingdom for a horse!” Lear cries,The trouble with Shakespeare’s “King Lear”,
Is there aren’t many laughs there, I fear.
A pantomime horse
Would improve it of course,
And no doubt win a rousing cheer.
I am not giving you the bird,“My kingdom for a horse!” Lear cries,
Leaping on, which is rather unwise..
As a voice from the rear
Says “you’re too fat, King Lear!
Now get off, before somebody dies!”
We’ve a talent for reading ahead;Keep going if you're having fun.
But you really are jumping the gun.
Your lines are amusing,
But I think they're confusing
As the real story has not yet begun.
Who cares about the whole world..We could drive the whole world insane!