Eventually two will become three
But dear it ain’t going to be free
'Cos offsprings cost money
Eventually two will become three
But dear it ain’t going to be free
'Cos offsprings cost money
Being short of cash ain’t funny
Eventually two will become three
But dear it ain’t going to be free
'Cos offsprings cost money
Being short of cash ain’t funny
So ditch the maiden - what will be will be!
As a bachelor, your life is your own
As a bachelor, your life is your own
I’m right ya know so don’t ya moan
As a bachelor, your life is your own
I’m right ya know so don’t ya moan
Free to sow some wild oats
As a bachekirm your life is your own
I’m right ya know so don’t you moan
Free to sow some wild oats
From Cornwall to John O’Groats
As a bachekirm your life is your own
I’m right ya know so don’t you moan
Free to sow some wild oats
From Cornwall to John O’Groats
But if you find trouble, please don’t phone
A crabby teach scolded little Johnny
If you don’t mind me saying, these limericks are going all wrong.
Far too many syllables and not rhyming well.
Can’t do 'em. 
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A limerick is a humorous poem consisting of five lines. The first, second, and fifth lines must have seven to ten syllables while rhyming and having the same verbal rhythm. The third and fourth lines only have to have five to seven syllables, and have to rhyme with each other and have the same rhythm.
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
For constantly being too bold
What I said way back. … 3848
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
For constantly being too bold
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
For constantly being too bold
He constantly swore
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
For constantly being too bold
He constantly swore
Told lies and lots more
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
For constantly being too bold
He constantly swore
And attentance was poor
Little Johnny, his teacher did scold
For constantly being too bold
He constantly swore
And attentance was poor
So he found himself out in the cold.
I once took a stroll in the hills
I once took a stroll in the hills
Remembered I’d forgotten my pills
I once took a stroll in the hills
Remembered I’d forgotten my pills
So sat down to rest
I once took a stroll in the hills
Remembered I’d forgotten my Pills
And I felt a bit sick
I once took a stroll in the hills
Remembered I’d forgotten my pills
So sat down to rest
Discovered an ant’s nest