an archbishop humane and refined
concern for the curate of Cahir
hoots whistles yells and catcalls
the ‘different’ new Vicar of Birr
A Berliner hausfrau Brunnhilde
Belle’s bustline when measured in metric
a champion against human folly
P. Picasso while painting pubescents
splendid! love these brilliantly amusing limericks of yours!
Hollie, thank you
Good job. You gave me a chuckle in the middle of the night. Hugs, Barbara
Glad you liked it , Barbara, and thank you for reading and responding.
My best to you
john
it’s all about the metric. I love your blog–you are so unusual. 🙂 And talented! let us not forget that…
Thank you so much for those generous remarks, i’m deeply grateful.
My best to you, Karen
john
I stopped by to look around some more. You have a really good blog here. Hugs, Barbara
Thank you, Barbara,
for stopping by and for commenting as generously as you have.
Best wishes to you always
john
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Hadel,
Thank you so much
John
Beautiful limericks.
Thank you on behalf of Daylight Tune Ministry to like our poetry. May our poetry bless your hearts and minds 🙂
Thank You
Yoshiko
thank you so much
Best wishes
john
Best wishes to you too, John 🙂
Nice work, John. I enjoyed browsing your blog.
Thank You
Mary
thank you very much
Best Wishes
john
They are beautiful John~
Thank You so much for the fine compliment
Big hugs
john
As wonderful as you Haiku.
amazing and wonderful as you Haiku!!
A little of everyone here. Cheers!
Thank You
Julia
Best Always
john
You encouraged me and this is the drivel that came to mind.
An American with a lack of wit,
Decided to plant in his back yard a pit,
Six inches under the soil he dug,
He stopped for he was sickened by a bug.
The pit grew and nurtured with manure,
It grew into a plant which when consumed did cure,
A variety of illnesses it was a remedy for,
It cured cancer and TB and anemia and more.
Because of its value a war was proclaimed,
Men died to possess it and men were maimed.
And in the end this plant from the pit was called evil,
The letter D was added as an additive and the voices became feeble.
The burned it for the lack of understanding became extreme,
Now it is gone, Eden destroyed, and knowledge could not be redeemed.
Wander the earth and look again for a pit to be reborn,
They marched around and paraded to the sound of scorn.
I love these. Hugs, Barbara
Thank You
Barbara
so kind
Big hugs
john
Such unusual and interesting work– not just on limericks but no place to leave comments elsewhere. Now following you.
Thank You very much for reading and responding
and Thank You for following the blog, i appreciate that deeply.
Best wishes
john
Thanks for visiting and likes John. Appreciated Ian
Thank You, Ian
Best to You
john
John, Hey 😀
I have decided I am a bad blogger, people visit mine and speak and I hardly speak back, so now I am. Really good built site mate.
One thing, I can’t reply to much, have you set your site this way my friend?
Regards
Shaun
Great to see You, Shaun
and Thank You.
No, not set the site in any particular way I’m aware of, just go to the individual limerick or poem or whatever and you can comment.
Again, my thanks.
Warm Wishes
john
Thanks John. Decent site you got there
It’s fabulous that a cousin should get credit among such a list.
blessings ~ maxi
Thank You
Dear Maxi
thank you so much
love
john
Very unique and thought provoking! Like it!
Thank you very much
Best Wishes
john
Hi John! best wishes back:)
Pleasure to read John. Amusing.
Thank you so much