He got down from the train with his baggage
Walked out through a dirty soiled passage
His attention was captured
By a bold lettered Placard;
‘KEEP THE TOWN CLEAN' atop piles of garbage
Hey! How did you get ME in the photo? ? ? ! I'd call it (not " a baggage" ;) " a suitcase" . I'm NOT trying to make you " LOSE face" . The photo, it sure does 'stink'. Now I'm almost out of 'ink', I'll leave before you can BLINK! Not bad. Both of them. bri ;))
The picture, Valsa, underscores the irony of the limerick. This one flows well. A suggestion: “his” baggage to my ear would sound more colloquial than “a” baggage. -Glen
no one but you could have limericked better keep teaching all those who love stink to wash their soiled clothes in cleaner ink well doneeee ms
Well and aptly expressed, Valsa. Nice visual also. Good Limerick
A great reminder. Missing your poetry. Where are you my poet friend?
Beautifully crafted with a meaningful message. Top Marks! ! ! !
Another excellent limerick woven brilliantly with wit and humor.
The irony! This is brilliant, Valsa. I do hope you will reconsider...and I hope we can look forward to more of your verses in 2021!
Reading this fun giving poem once again we fell very happy. This poem is really very amazing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is more a preaching limerick....worth reading for many times...worthy of more than 5 stars...