This month my local poetry group are writing their own limericks. Limericks are usually at the lightweight, funny, frequently rude end of poetry, but they don't need to be.
I penned the following Limerick today:
I penned the following Limerick today:
The was a young lad called Fred
Whose Grandpa became sick in bed
Mum and Dad didn’t say
Why he was wasting away
Now poor Fred’s Grandpa is dead...
Whose Grandpa became sick in bed
Mum and Dad didn’t say
Why he was wasting away
Now poor Fred’s Grandpa is dead...
Pete