Haiku
a misty dream of
feathery snow drifts silently
through shivering branches
Limerick #1
So where did you get the temerity
To question my right to prosperity?
I’ve worked like a horse
Since a young man, of course
(And I’ve practiced accounting dexterity.)
Limerick #2
A competitive dancer from Fripper
Was renowned for her delicate slipper
When a rival showed up
In pursuit of the cup
She said, “No sweat, I’m sure to outstripper.”
Limerick #3
A slender young woman from Rhiens
Fed only on yogourt and greens
When a friend said, “I’d beg
For so shapely a leg!”
She replied, “Well it’s all in the jeans!”
Limerick #4
It’s said when a pretty psychologist
Was harangued by a verbious morphologist
That she sneered, “All your words
Are quite ‘for the birds.’”
And now he’s a sad ornithologist.
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