Limericks. (New)

When Mary went to the shop
To get a tasty lamb chop
But on seeing the queue
She did a turn shaped like a U
Then onto a bus she did hop

There she met an old pal

There she met an old pal
She said “Well if it isn’t young Val”

There she met an old pal
She said “Well if it isn’t young Val”
Have you time for a chat?

There she met an old pal
She said “Well if it isn’t young Val”
Have you time for a chat?
And in a cafe they sat

There she met an old pal
She said “Well if it isn’t young Val”
Have you time for a chat?
And in a cafe they sat
It was in a pleasant locale

A pot of tea was brought

A pot of tea was brought
We’ll have a scone too they thought

A pot of tea was brought
We’ll have a scone too they thought
Then they chatted away
for the rest of the day

A pot of tea was brought
We’ll have a scone too they thought
Then they chatted away
For the rest of the day
With no masks on and then they were caught.

In court they both pleaded not guilty

In court they both pleaded not guilty
Which caused some risibility

In court they both pleaded not guilty
Which caused some risibility
Th judge said “look here”

In court they both pleaded not guilty
Which caused some risibility
The judge said “Look here”
“You’re going down, have no fear”

In court they both pleaded not guilty
Which caused some risibility
The judge said “Look here”
“You’re going down, have no fear”
“And serves you right for being so lippy”

“Take them down” ordered the beak

“Take them down” ordered the beak
They didn’t worry, it was only a week

“Take them down” ordered the beak
They didn’t worry, it was only a week
As they sat in teir cell

“Take them down” ordered the beak
They didn’t worry, it was only a week
As they say in their cell
You could easily tell

“Take them down” ordered the beak
They didn’t worry, it was only a week
As they say in their cell
You could easily tell
They were made of strong stuff and not weak.

There was an old man from Crewe

There was an old man from Crewe
Through his open window the parrot flew

There was an old man from Crewe
Through his open window the parrot flew
“My Polly” he cried

There was an old man from Crewe
Through his open window the parrot flew
“My Polly” he cried
But alas, Polly died

There was an old man from Crewe
Through his open window the parrot flew
“My Polly” he cried
But alas, Polly died
Killed by an eagle, who knew

The eagle flew off into the sun