Valsa George

Limericks,9,10, A Worm On My Back, A Naughty Boy - Poem by Valsa George

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

Topic(s) of this poem: adventure

Comments about Limericks,9,10, A Worm On My Back, A Naughty Boy by Valsa George

  • Akhtar Jawad (1/9/2015 6:55:00 PM)

    Magical two but in fact it's beauty of the poetess who described the two so nicely................10 (Report) Reply

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  • Nika Mcguin (5/29/2014 5:51:00 PM)

    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.

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  • Paul Sebastian (5/18/2014 7:33:00 AM)

    Limericks! Valsa, you write so beautifully, worm or child! You should write and publish nursery rhymes! (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (5/14/2014 11:08:00 AM)

    The duo magic of limerick all throughout the lines! Let this worm be on this naughty boy for a while... Ha ha ha.. (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2014 11:40:00 PM)

    Very insightful and wonderfully composed limericks..........Valsa.....hidden meaning so astounding.......great write
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  • Bri Edwards (5/12/2014 5:01:00 PM)

    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.
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  • (5/11/2014 11:34:00 PM)

    A naughty boy lived beside a sloppy 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 naughty poem on a boy of joy..
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  • Om Chawla (5/9/2014 7:52:00 AM)

    Beautifully rhymed and interesting enjoyable read. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2014 6:17:00 AM)

    good it madam (Report) Reply

  • Tajudeen Shah (5/9/2014 4:15:00 AM)

    yes, dear bard blessed, we the readers do feel all those expressions you drawn with wonderful words on us right the moment! the naughty one's fate too is hilarious, as someone jotted right. relieving in between the most engaging. true. rgds. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (5/8/2014 11:10:00 AM)

    Beautiful and hilarious. These little interludes make writing and reading more interesting. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • (5/7/2014 2:53:00 AM)

    excellent rhyme scheme, love the first one more. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (5/7/2014 2:09:00 AM)

    Wonderful, I enjoyed both with deep meanings , thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 31, 2016

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