Poetry challenge: Limerick.
the man who is chosen to punt
is usually the size of a runt
heβs small and heβs shifty
with a foot thatβs quite nifty
until the big guys succeed in their hunt
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Poetry challenge: Limerick.
the man who is chosen to punt
is usually the size of a runt
heβs small and heβs shifty
with a foot thatβs quite nifty
until the big guys succeed in their hunt
Posted on September 2, 2013 at 10:45 PM in Bill, Humour poetry, Poetry, poetry challenge | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
I like it Bill π
Thanks Harry – limericks are fun because the rhyme scheme is so clearly defined.
The punter’s a man of great skill
Who wishes other players no ill
But if into him
Those players run in
The penalty’s a quite bitter pill
(And he can walk once he’s done playing!!)
janet
Janet so good to see you here, lovely limerick, would you post it on site for people to read π
Certainly, Harry. I hope to get back soon but moving (and getting ready to move) has kept me busy.
janet
I missed this earlier–and now we get to see the Mrs!!
who does all the cooking…. π
You’ve got me giggling already, again! Wish you folks were next door, as I have cauldrons of soup to spare, plus banana bread and pound cake…
that sounds delicious – I have a true love of pound cake.
My wife is a great cook, but she cooks in self defense so neither of us will have to eat what I make π
Laughing hysterically…. I was stunned at how easy pound cake is to make; I’ve tried 2 different recipes and both were no trouble, and way too delish. I would NEVER buy a prepared one, no matter the jingle about “nobody doesn’t like Sarah Lee”. Mine is better.
pound cake is proof of heaven π
It may be one of them….
Okay, this is terrible, proves I’m SO Not a fan of the game–I didn’t realize “punt” was a football term. I’ve no idea what sport I thought we were playing here–oh well…I cook and write poetry, sue me.
If it makes you feel better, it could be a boat or a man in England who takes bets. Things are always so confusing π
Oh yeah, I’m good now.
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