Esther’s and Lance’s Laugh-along-a-Limerick

It’s Monday and limerick time.

Esther is still travelling the road to recovery with lots of excruciating pain at the hands of her physio. We wish her well and we look forward to her return to blogging.

In the meantime, she has kindly allowed me to act as her (rather inferior!) substitute in posting this weekly challenge.

We each have a one-word prompt for you. Please respond in the Comments with your limerick(s) based on these words, or make up your own to suit your mood in the moment.

Esther’s word: RAGE

Lance’s word: RUST

About Lance Greenfield

Blog: email: I published my debut novel in December 2014: Eleven Miles. My second novel went live in February 2016: Knitting Can Walk!
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4 Responses to Esther’s and Lance’s Laugh-along-a-Limerick

  1. Eva Hnizdo says:

    There was a couple with lots of love and lust
    No time for cleaning, had a house full of dust
    But who wants tidy with love and good sex?
    I know those people, like me, they’re Czechs.
    Happy in old age, too, like their car full of rust.

    Sorry very silly

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  2. Dylan and Dougal sat under the tree,
    The organ was played by Mister Rust-ee.
    While Florence danced
    With Brian and Lance.
    “It’s time for bed!” said Zebedee.

    I travelled back in time to the stone age,
    My historic curiosity to assuage.
    But I met a t-rex
    And became rather vexed,
    When he saw me and roared with hot rage.

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