Limericks. (New)

With the Mother Superior she met
Before her blancmange had set
With a cherry on top
It collapsed with a plop

With the Mother Superior she met
Before her blancmange had set
With a cherry on top
It collapsed with a plop
The worst one she’d made yet.

She went to the convent next day

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She went to the convent next day
And decided to kneel down and pray

(Hi Tango) :slight_smile:

She went to the convent next day
And decided to kneel down and pray
But as she bent down

She went to the convent next day
And decided to kneel down and pray
But as she bent down
She caught her tow in her gown

She went to the convent next day
And decided to kneel down and pray
But as she bent down
She caught her toe in her gown
And fell over, much to her dismay.

(Hope you’ve all cast your votes) 


“Methinks I’m not cut out for this”

Methinks I’m not cut out for this
Don’t worry, it’s all hit or miss

Cast my vote? Why, what’s happening??

“Methinks I’m not cut out for this”
The MPs are taking the *****

Cast my vote? Why, what’s happening??

We may find out tomorrow that not much has happened, God forbid.

Methinks I’m not cut out for this
Don’t worry, it’s all hit or miss
A nun’s life’s not for me

Methinks I’m not cut out for this
Don’t worry, it’s all hit or miss
A Nun’s life is not for me
That job is meant for a she

Methinks I’m not cut out for this
Don’t worry, it’s all hit or miss
A Nun’s life is not for me
That job is meant for a she
Nah, I’d rather have a kiss.

Meanwhile Fred sat watching his telly

Meanwhile Fred sat watching his telly
With a beer balanced on his belly

Meanwhile Fred sat watching his telly
With a beer balanced on his belly
When the telephone rang

Meanwhile Fred sat watching his telly
With a beer balanced on his belly
When the telephone rang
And up he sprang

Meanwhile Fred sat watching his telly
With a beer balanced on his belly
When the telephone rang
And up he sprang
He spilled it all in his welly.

But it wasn’t the phone, 'twas the door

But it wasn’t the phone t’was the door
Fred said “Who’s this and what for?”

But it wasn’t the phone t’was the door
Fred said “Who’s this and what for?”
'Twas Santa himself standing there

But it wasn’t the phone t’was the door
Fred said “Who’s this and what for?”
'Twas Santa himself -
Along with his Elf

(apologies, I changed my previous line a little)

But it wasn’t the phone t’was the door
Fred said “Who’s this and what for?”
'Twas Santa himself -
Along with his Elf
Who knocked him to the floor