
Sally wanted to make stir fry.
But all it did was make her cry.
The onions attacked,
Her eyes staged a pact,
So, dinner waved sadly goodbye.
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Sally wanted to make stir fry.
But all it did was make her cry.
The onions attacked,
Her eyes staged a pact,
So, dinner waved sadly goodbye.

Your word this week is
CHEW
Chuckles the puppy wanted to chew on a shoe,
He thought, “This smells tasty—I’ll see what it can do!”
He gnawed and he grinned,
Till the laces were thinned,
Then proudly presented his slobbery view.

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There once was young Jamie, obsessed to be first,
In every small triumph, in every life burst.
But chasing each win
Left no friendship to begin—
And the silence that followed was truly the worst.

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I went for a jog.
While my head was in a fog,
I tripped on a soggy hotdog,
yelled “I’m a pollywog!”—
and swam home through an imaginary bog.

There once was a stubborn old weed,
Who grew where no gardener agreed.
But with patience and care,
It transformed something rare—
Proof growth can bloom from any seed.

There once was a cow who lived in a barn,
who was always warned of the fox on the farm;
but she’d wander at night,
’til she got quite a fright—
now she stays where it’s safe from all harm.

In a garden so green and so calm,
Where the flowers released their sweet balm,
The bees buzzed a tune,
‘Neath the light of the moon,
And the night’s gentle breeze brought a charm.

There once was a dog so polite,
Who insisted on dancing each night.
But his wiggles were bold,
And completely uncontrolled—
So the neighbors declared him a sight!

In a town where the folks found it boring,
They danced to the sound of their snoring.
With a yawn and a sigh,
They waved dreams goodbye,
And entertained thoughts that were soaring!

I put you under a spell,
In dreams where we both wish to dwell.
With whispers so sweet,
Our hearts skip a beat,
In a world where our love casts a bell.

There once was a raccoon named Rocky,
Who thought that the boat was quite stocky.
He’d hop and he’d rock,
Making waves like a clock,
In his boat, he felt very frocky!

In a lab where the science excels,
They studied the life in the cells.
With microscopes near,
They’d gather each year,
Finding secrets that nature compels.

In a chat where we sought to be frank,
Honesty flowed, with no need for a prank.
Words danced in the air,
With truths laid so bare,
A discussion both lively and succinctly blank.

We’ve another bank holiday here in the UK today. The weather isn’t too good, which is the norm, but I hope you’ve had a good one anyway. Here’s a fresh limerick challenge for you at the start of the week. Your word this week is: TALK Last week’s prompt was RENT. You came up with some […]
Laughing Along With A Limerick

When Teddy would start to talk,
The others would giggle and balk.
With jokes all around,
Laughter was found,
His words made the fun never stop!

In a flat that I love, I do rent,
But my landlord is quite an event.
With his quirky demands,
And his very odd plans,
He keeps me on my toes, that’s the bent!