Limericks. (New)

Then Bert woke with a start
He desperately wanted to fart

Then Bert woke with a start
He desperately wanted to fart
His tummy did ache

Then Bert woke with a start
He desperately wanted to fart
His tummy did ache
He’d had to much cake

Then Bert woke with a start
He desperately wanted a fart
His tummy did ache
He’d had too much cake
And he felt like he’d swallowed a dart

Bert’s friend said I’ll give you a pill

Bert’s friend said I’ll give you a pill
That should prevent you from being ill

Bert’s friend said, I’ll give you a pill
That should prevent you from being ill
If you take it at night

Bert’s friend said, I’ll give you a pill
That should prevent you from being ill
If you take it at night
To ease up your plight

Bert’s friend said, I’ll give you a pill
That should prevent you from being ill
If you take it at night
To ease up your plight
Then make you fart it will

But the following day it hadn’t worked

But the following day it hadn’t worked
So by the loo all day he lurked

But the following day it hadn’t worked
So by the loo all day he lurked
Then out of the blue

But the following day it hadn’t worked
So by the loo all day he lurked
Then out of the blue
He needed the loo

But the following day it hadn’t worked
So by the loo all day he lurked
Then out of the blue
He needed the loo
Felt much better as upwards he perked.

Sometimes in life you will find

Sometimes in life you will find
Things become a bit of a bind

Sometimes in life you will find
Things become a bit of a bind
Don’t give up hope

Sometimes in life you will find
Things become a bit of a bind
Don’t give up hope
And then you will cope

Sometimes in life you will find
Things become a bit of a bind
Don’t give up hope
And then you will cope
You can’t win ā€˜em all, never mind

The smithy was poking his fire

The smithy was poking his fire
When he was overcome by desire

The smithy was poking his fire
When he was overcome by desire
He craved cheese on toast

The smithy was poking his fire
When he was overcome by desire
He craved cheese on toast
Followed by a Sunday roast

The smithy was poking his fire
When he was overcome by desire
He craved cheese on toast
Followed by a Sunday roast
Something of which he’ll not tire

He gave his new bellows a pump