A Limerick Just for Laughs There once was a man from the sani… Who swore he’d escape through the… He swam with the fish Made a bold final wish

Seconds ticked away Over soon, the lovely day Fond goodbyes we say Only memories remain Of the sunset and the rain

He could taste the salt in the air As they walked by the frothy sea It was so cold but they didn’t car… Her face is all that he could see They hugged tightly to keep warm

great it is to have a friend who has your welfare in mind who sticks with you till the end a real treasure, one of a kind and the good news he brings you

One glimpse, that’s all it took To rekindle in him a raging fire, A passion that smoldering embers Reignited; a long dormant desire! Yet the craving was but secondary

In the dark, young children squeal… Ghouls everywhere, goblins laughin… Witches in pointed hats A clowder of black cats Quite a spooky night to go carousi…

Once there lived a man who was inc… Such that his pants have pockets t… One day his wife asked for money He guffawed thought it was funny So his wife lifted his wallet whil…

Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories

Golden afternoon Glass of red wine in my hand At peace with myself Feasting my tired hungry eyes On the multi-colored skies

Twas lust at first sight Smarts and good sense forgotten Taste of forbidden A night of carnal passion Love, not in the equation

Unwanted thoughts, but I kept the… Early morning as I opened my eyes With dawn’s clear light, they slow… The world unveiled beneath soft pa… Bad dreams occupy my mind while I…

Dark nimbus clouds are threatening But no! It won’t ruin my morning For with Nature I’m communing And to the Almighty I’m praying! The wind is strong, trees are sway…

Alas! Tis sunset The end of the fleeting day Sky’s a darker gray Happy moments didn’t last The minutes flew by so fast

The roadsides gleam in morning spl… Robed in the blooming garb of spri… Bluebonnets, flowers of every imag… A rainbow tapestry; the bees are m… Frantically, I searched for heave…

“Sweetie, it’s not you, it’s me! I care about you, don’t you see?” It seems he hears that everyday… It’s an awful, hurtful cliché… And so ends his latest romance