Silly Limericks Poem by Michael Morris

There was a young lady called Grace
And she had a beautiful face
When she went for a run
In the park for some fun
She always came first in the race.

There was a young lady called Maddy
Who hid her cash in a tea caddy
But when Christmas came round
She’d not even a pound
‘Cause she’d lent all her dough to her Daddy

There was a young fellow called Louis
Who would never eat anything chewy
When he went for a take out
In spots he would break out
Unless he could have some chop suey