Happy Monday to you all and welcome, once again, to Esther Chilton’s regular kick-off-the-week challenge.
Last week’s limericks, based around the one word prompt, GLUM made Esther and me chuckle. See if you can have the same effect on us today with your responses to her latest challenge.
Esther’s one word prompt for our limericks today is SLIP. So, are you able to write a limerick using the word SLIP in it somewhere which will amuse the rest of us?
If you prefer to side-step the weekly prompt, avoiding the SLIP, please feel free to ignore our prompt and write a limerick to suit your current mood and feelings. Just let it flow. Delight us all with your creativity.
Post your submissions in the Comments on this post

One Sunday, twas late at night
I saw a very strange sight
A snowman seemed to slip
I saw his icy body flip
he was a puddle by daylight.
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Aw! Poor snowman.
Nice poem.
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Ta!
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Oh, what a sad one. Bless him!
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Sad but true (
😂 😂 😂)
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Johnstone Boris was smooth and slick
Always giving his pursuers the slip
Like a well-oiled otter,
The dastardly rotter
Ensured nothing would ever stick…
(obviously this is fiction I mean ‘smooth and slick’!?)
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A poem that resonates with many.
Very good!
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It was a stupid slip of the tongue
For which I’ve been unjustly hung,
Drawn and Quartered
Basically slaughtered
Decidedly deep in the dung.
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A deep and tragic story, well told.
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Bony Tony was winning the race.
He had Carter the Farter beaten for pace.
But Carter let rip
Causing Tony to slip
And cross the line in second place.
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