There was a young lady from Perth
who was born on the day of her birth.
She grew older with grace
and wore Persian lace.
She died lonely and soon left this earth.
A spinster of St. Maxime, France
on a Friday went out to a dance,
in the hope that she might
find a young shining knight,
she was homely at first and last glance.
I love 'Limericks' Herbert, they flow nicely on the tongue. I remember one my Uncle used to say. He lived in Kings Lynn in Norfolk. There was a young man from Kings Lynn, Who was so exceedingly thin, That when he assayed, To drink lemonade, He slipped through the straw and fell in. Just a little 'ditty' for you. I loved your two they are great. Limericks give amazing choices and quotes. Love Ernestine XXX
The ''limerick king'' strikes again! I love your limericks! Great poem. Sincerely, Mary
you love them limericks herbert and your good at them, you just love the french dont you, i always get a laugh out of your limericks have a jack for me tonight Warm regards allan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Herbert discovered your limericks and will search diligently. So nice to find something entertaining in this site.