My neighbour is a real glutton
At a feast, he gobbled much mutton,
Besides all the meat,
He ate piles n' piles of sweet!
Now his trousers, he can't button! !
Poor man should have fasted for a few days before he ate that much.. It might have made some space in there: p Thank you for the poem and the gigle ma'am..
Ha ha ha...Show off is always dangerous and one should control it nice humour....Liked it.
Interesting to get fun in giggling. He can not button the trouser in such a fun motive. Amazing drafting shared again...10
That's why I wear sweat pants with an elastic waist.: -) Very funny, Valsa. Thanks
So humorous with captivating rhyme and images. A write imbued with wit and humor, the way a limerick should be written. Five Stars! To my Poem List.
I just admire your limericks! ! ! ! I am reading this amazing piece at dawn and I am laughing. What a way to start a day! ! Your keen and straightforward observation on people's behavior made your limericks so unique and very entertaining.
Great Limerick, Valsa. I think I'll consult this one on select holidays. A great verse.
he should have trousers made of rubber - next time he indulges in a food binge!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when a glutton goes to a feast he must wear a belt thanks Valsa