Limericks! ! Poem by Shankaran Kutty

There was this little girl called Meenu
With a sweet sister called Maanu
Who said one day
I don’t like my name no way
From tomorrow you will call me only Paaru

One day was Priya
Asked by sweet Rhea
Aunty please tell
How do you cook so swell
And she said “I was taught by my husband ya”

Once Maanu was so naughty
That after going to potty
Her dress she wouldn’t wear
Her parents couldn’t bear
So that night, they gave her no Roti

Then this girl called Anu
Chithi of Maanu-Meenu
Was once told by Sunny
You think you are funny
But all your old jokes we already knew

Little boy Aryan
With features so Mauryan
That at school one day
While they were at play
His friends said they never knew he was Dravidian.

Oh, my good friend Kavitha
Once told her friend Sowmya
My poor kumar kutty
I beat him to a putty
He sad my GK is like Krithika

Did you know that Madam Sowmya
Mother of sweet Rhea
Once tried to bake
A chocolate cake
And Anshul said “It is time you retired like Tendlya”

I was told once by Krithika
Hey, how do I tell this da
My poor Aani
His bones aren’t left too many
He said I sing like Kavitha

From Kollam a lady called Sree
Once laughed for a minute for free
At the end of it all
Few were left in the hall
For they all had run up a tall tree

Thought a fat man called Jai
As a poet, his future did lie
Spent all his time
Couldn’t write a rhyme
So he bid his poet dreams goodbye

And then a naughty boy called Tim
Was hanging from a cliff at the brim
He let go off his hands
As an ant crawled up his pants
And that then was the end of him

There was a fat boy called Lim
Who had never learnt to swim
He fell into the sea
Only for the Piranhas to see
And he came out of it all, so slim