Tag: limericks
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For Granted
The past is slanted Maybe by all the words that were chanted What were his last words? Did they fly away with the birds? He shouldn’t have taken me for granted
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King
He was the king of stalking When people thought he was just walking At the end of the day No one knew what to say Then immediately started talking
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Stars
Everyone stared at the stars Wishing they could trap them in jars Lying in the cold, soft grass Listening to the neighbor’s bluegrass Coming out of six string guitars
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Grey Skies
I tried to send her away To look out over the bay I only wanted to leave So I could finally get a reprieve Because the skies were turning grey
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Obsessed
He was an honorable man Who had always been obsessed with Batman When he got into trouble He started seeing double When he saw the twin doorman
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Bee Sting
On the day he hurt his knee He said he only wanted to talk to me But instead, he sat outside And tended to his wounded pride To admit he had been stung by a bee
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Knowing
All day and all night I had never had such a fright I knew well enough But I was trying to be tough But it all came down to the bomb site
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Limerick Zine