In Penketh there once lived a potter
Who knew a lot more than he oughta.
He knew about strife
'Cos he lived with his wife,
Some grandkids and a son and a daughter.
boom boom!
The potter, his wife and grand daughter all went off to The Trafford Centre as the rest of the family had gone travelling abroad. So we treated ourselves and ate a hearty meal at the Cafe Rouge and thought up this little Limerick after a glass of wine.....hic!
a bit of a daft one this week....but into each life a little madness must fall!
This is for dVerse OpenLinkNight week 45
Long live madness.
ReplyDeleteamen to that Cro!!!
DeleteThat limerick is great fun.
ReplyDeleteI like that good potter Gerry
she's writing some good verse so merry
and she's doing some pots
I'd say thank you a lot
for the poem each Thursday dear Gerry
Boom Boom!
Grethe ´)
Oh thankyou Grethe! super...
DeleteOh good lord do I to know about wife strife...Silence is a husbands only defense.
ReplyDeleteAh Mark...that's the cry of the loving man!!!
DeleteDear Gerry! Have you got my mail?
ReplyDeleteGrethe ´)
I love your Boom Boom limerick! LOL
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