A worm on my back
Wriggle wiggle ugly little worm
How I dread to see your pliable form
On my back, jiggle and crawl
Tickle me to wobble and howl
Leaving me itchy and scratchy as you squirm
The Naughty Boy
A naughty boy lived beside a sloping rock
Once he ran up the shelf so steep
A chip of the rock gave way
The boy lost his sway
Ouch! Landed on his cushioned bum in a creek
Very insightful and wonderfully composed limericks..........Valsa.....hidden meaning so astounding.......great write ever...............
Beautiful and hilarious. These little interludes make writing and reading more interesting. Thank you.
Both limericks are beautiful, amusing and meaningful. Thank you madam for sharing this.
Magical two but in fact it's beauty of the poetess who described the two so nicely................10
I like that despite having different themes these poems relate to each other perfectly. It feels like going on a camping trip. These two things could be happening simultaneously and in the same place. They both have a very natural connectedness to them. The odd thing is the video/music that PH has supplied doesn't suit the tone of these lively, playful poems, such a shame! Regardless together or apart they are a joy to read. ~Nika
Limericks! Valsa, you write so beautifully, worm or child! You should write and publish nursery rhymes!
The duo magic of limerick all throughout the lines! Let this worm be on this naughty boy for a while... Ha ha ha..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
VALSA, i already knew you detest snails, but cute little old worms? ? ? ? ! i like this tale of woe. may all your worms fall from you and never return! but i'd rather have them on the outside than the inside, ....i think. thanks for sharing. ;) bri Some Say Cushioned Some say cushioned, some say fat.... when referring to on-what-the-boy-sat. Needless to say it's nice sometimes to have extra stuff..... when the trail's sloppy OR slopey and the going's tough.