Madame de Pompadour
Her hair couldnt fit thru the door
So she sat outside instead
Til birds nested in her head
And caused a great uproar
Limerick
Category: Lymerick
Ring Around The Rosy
A gardener named Rosy
Often dreamed to mosey
Down an isle strewn in petals
But she wasn’t a gal who settles
For just one posy
Limerick
( Smile! 😊Just a bit of humor for today! )
Birdseed Bandit
There once was a brown squirrel
Who upon a bird feeder did swirl
He tried to get a treat
But trouble he did meet
When he got dizzy from the twirl
Limerick
Written in honor of National Limerick Day-May 12
Breastplate of Faith
Patrick is Ireland’s patron saint
Though a true Irishman he ain’t
A simple sheep herder was he
A slave he was til age twenty
Then he met God and caused the devil to faint
Limerick
“The Breastplate,” Patrick’s poem of faith and trust in God
Not a Back Up Plan
Old Mr. Wunder
Really made a blunder
Made a bad day worse
When he threw his car in reverse
And knocked my plans asunder
Limerick
As I was waiting to leave a restaurant parking lot today another elderly customer was backing out from his parking spot and apparently didn’t see my bright red car right in front of him. He backed into the right rear side of my car and thankfully only caused minor damage to it, and no injuries to anyone except my car, however, the whole incident caused about an hour’s loss of time. At least he had insurance. Such is life sometimes…
Mr. Fox
Oh my Mr Fox, why are you there,
Smiling at me without care?
Is it not a momentous offence
For you to be outside that fence?
Flashing that silly,sly stare!
Limerick
I wrote this silly rhyme to go with this image of a little fox that I and my grand-daughter drew. I was trying to learn to draw a fox and she was helping me. I thought he turned out cute so I saved him and added him into my Christmas Village display. 😊
Shield’s Grocery
Photograph from Newport Township Historical Society
This post is just about one of those childhood memories that happens to pop into your head randomly…. and I thought it was worth recording. Shield’s Grocery was a tiny one room grocery store in the small village of Wadsworth, IL. which was near where I grew up.
It was run by a local lady whose name was “Gracie Shields”, her mom had run the store before her. It is no longer in operation, but my memory of it was every Sunday before attending the local church we would stop at “Gracie’s” store to purchase the Sunday Paper. We never got anything else. No one ever went inside except my dad, and we always stopped on the way to church not after church because then it was too busy and crowded because a lot of church people stopped on the way home. Once home, everyone got their favorite section of the Sunday paper to read, mine of course, was the Sunday Funnies. 🙂
Lazy Day
The Great Fall
Weird Question?
[NaPoWriMo–Day 23]Â Â [April 2014 PAD Challenge–Day23–Location poem]
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 