What you’ll need is a rather large pot
Since the mass of a monster’s a lot.
Drop some veggies in, too,
As you stir this fine stew.
When it’s done, it will taste good–or not.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 41: Taste.
Tag: humor
The Dragon’s Gold
I
Trying to explain why the damsel got caught by the dragon
Most dragons like sitting on gold
While the knight wants a damsel to hold,
But the damsel prefers
Those knights richer than hers
Or that dragon both well-off and old.
II
The problem with dragon gold is both knights and damsels want it
A dragon sits deep in his cave.
He has gold since he knows how to save.
There’s a damsel distressed
By her shiny knight pest
Sneaking in since gold makes fools brave.
III
The dragon has sold all his gold
The dragon said, “Gold’s gonna drop.”
So he sold when gold hit a new top
And the damsel moaned, “Why?”
You could hear the knight cry,
But those bulls couldn’t make that bear stop.
Posted for ‘s Meeting the bar as a cubist poet at dVerse.
How Someone Could Make Someone Else Famous, or, My Use-By Date Was Yesterday
Edmund Clerihew Bentley
Skewered his characters gently.
If they wiggled with humor and rhyme
Some could pass their use-by date or time.
Written for a prompt provided by Gayle Walters Rose in dVerse’s “Form For All; the Clerihew” where you can find more information about E. C. Bentley and clerihews and maybe even feel prompted to write one yourself.
The Dragon Trusts They’ll Take Care of the Cave
No dragon could trust his household
Was safe from a damsel so bold,
From a knight far too bright,
Over-itching to fight,
So he moved and removed all his gold.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 35: Trust.
Happy Limerick
The sky is as blue as it’s sweet
And the birds up above love to tweet
And the grass is as green
As this limerick’s clean
Bathed in sky from its head to its feet.
Photo by Frank Hubeny, “A Flow of Green Hearts”
Smelly
Scary monsters love to smell
Like scary people do
And that is why I hold my nose
Expecting it is true,
But when they stare at me I find
Their stench is not as bad
As those sharp teeth and wicked eyes,
Those mercilessly mocking cries.
I laugh. It drives them mad.
Written for Grammar Ghoul Press Shape Shifting 13 #64 Writing Challenge. Prompt: “What is that smell?”
Any Extreme Is Delightful
Coffee I’d drink hot or cold.
My life I’ve enjoyed young or old
And that wonderful air!
It feels good every where
Whether timid or a tad bit too bold.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 30: Antonyms.
Glad He Liked It
Some humor shines best when it’s sunny.
Others want rain thick and runny.
We’re soaked when the skies
Shed big tears through God’s eyes
From His laughter. He thought we were funny.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 28: Rain.
The Worm as Existential Dilemma
While a worm writhes in pain on a hook
There are fish who’ll stop by for a look
And then one of them may
Choose to go all the way:
Free the worm and get sent to the cook.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 25: Humor.
The Perplexing Indeterminacy of Envy’s Measurements
To envy what others have got
Keeps me measuring me at each spot
Where I sense some regret.
I would rather forget
What I lack since it’s likely a lot.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 21: Envy.
