So I cranked up the FatBoy to 9 Even though I had drunk too much wine I shaved without fear Knowing victory was near
So I cranked up the FatBoy to 9 Even though I had drunk too much wine I shaved without fear Knowing victory was near And now I can't find my hairline.
Thelma slid two cards up her sleeve This made a curious man out of Steve He called her a cheat Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
Thelma slid two cards up her sleeve. This made a curious man out of Steve. He called her a cheat And rose from his seat.
Thelma slid two cards up her sleeve This made a curious man out of Steve He called her a cheat And rose from his seat Curtailing the relationship, I believe
Paul, you finished the last limerick, so it's your turn to start the next one. Shoot for 8 or 9 syllables, and we're off to the races!
Hardly anyone has been following that rule here, BUT..........I'll go ahead. I just made my first order for NBeighteen
I’m gonna take some artistic license and dial the syllables back to make the limerick workable... I just ordered for NB18 So I won’t have to mortgage my spleen
I just ordered for NB18 So I won’t have to mortgage my spleen. I'll use what I got Which I'm afraid is a lot Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
I just ordered for NB18 So I won’t have to mortgage my spleen. I'll use what I got, Which I'm afraid is a lot, And appears to be nearly obscene. Beth won Miss Rhubarb again this year
Beth won Miss Rhubarb again this year With a rhubarb as large as an elephant's rear Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
Beth won Miss Rhubarb again this year With a rhubarb as large as an elephant's rear Her barb was so big
Beth won Miss Rhubarb again this year With a rhubarb as large as an elephant's rear Her barb was so big that she dance a jig
