Mission Control, I've crashed in LA
The lifeforms here have locked me away
Decoding fluid drawls
I declare to Y'Alls
Beneath this suit is one sweaty Jay
i'm sorry for the dry spell on the limericks lately. I am now all moved to my new job and will be back to consistency. I appreciate your patience and loyalty to these silly things and promise to have some more absurdity coming.
Laying at the edge of the prairie
I think of the things customary
Music of chirps and clicks
A thorough check for ticks
Then melt my cruel heart with black coffee
Dave
It's pedal power that starts my day
Biking these beasts three hours, one way
Thanks to October Sky
My explosions can fly
Pubic art, private thrill, launch away
Black powder propellant, contacts clear
Eyes look toward the sun, hold back a tear
There's a war on science
It makes most of us tense
Let my kids launch their rockets and cheer
Because I am aweful and missed last weeks limerick, here is my attempt to make amends.
Let loose young friend, follow my lead
It's Nature's Call, how could you not heed?
If you've found this relief
Then maketh me your chief
Bow down! but wait till after you've peed
sorry, this is stupid, but this statue has re-emerged in my folks' yard and I just had to.
Patwin has learned to ignore the chair
Cushions don't comfort his derier
Peacocks only sit once
Mushed plumage lasts for months
and a social life it does impair
I'm not sure why, but lately I have been thinking in Limericks. I have decided to make one every weekend that may have no relevance to anything else I'm working on, but will make me laugh. Enjoy.
He furiously types in the nude
Inbues characters with traits quite crude
They can't turn down a fight
Or ignore a delight
and, like their author, are often lewd