
There was an old lady from Hull
Who waved her red pants at a bull
She did it for kicks –
She was wetting her knick’s –
But the beast found it terribly dull.
I do love a limerick. Maybe I should use them more…
There was a young girl from Penzance
Who found she had ants in her pants.
Her humour quite faded
When the damn things invaded
And it certainly altered her stance.
Or maybe I shouldn’t…
There was a young man from UK
With words, he knew how to play
He wrote with great speed
And paid lots of heed
To the laughter coming his way
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🙂 Hang on. Young man? Who are you talking about?
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YOU.
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Oh. Ok. That’s cool 😏
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Itchy and scratchy
Where foliage is patchy?
Take it in stride
Black Flag insecticide.
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Love the limericks hate the ants. I stepped in a fire ant nest once The little buggers made it all the way up to my knees before I could knock them off
Laugh Loud and Proud
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😫
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