A limerick is a five-line humorous and rhythmic poem in which the first, second and fifth lines rhyme. The third and fourth lines are shorter and share a different rhyme. For example: A circus performer named BrianOnce smiled as he rode on a lion. They came back from the ride, But with Brian inside, And the smile on the face of the lion. I'll start with the first line of an original limerick. Another person posts the first line plus their original second line. The next person posts the first two lines plus their third line...and so on until we have a complete limerick. Whoever finishes a limerick provides a new first line for the next limerick, and the process continues. Two rules: (1) only post one line at a time and let someone else post the next line and (2) keep the limericks clean. So, here goes: Bob strutted in his new leisure suit
Bob strutted in his new leisure suit That was made from the skin of a newt Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
Paul, each person can post the next line. We're ready for someone to post line 4, which rhymes with line 3. Give it a shot! Bob strutted in his new leisure suit That was made from the skin of a newt. His hairpiece was new
Bob strutted in his new leisure suit That was made from the skin of a newt His hairpiece was new He bid his normal hair adieu
Bob strutted in his new leisure suit That was made from the skin of a newt. His hairpiece was new, He bid his normal hair adieu. A man of style one could not refute. Done! The person that finishes the limerick with the fifth line starts the next limerick with a new first line, and the process repeats. The Lincoln shot 'round the sharp curve
The Lincoln shot 'round the sharp curve Driven by a small man of great nerve Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
The Lincoln shot 'round the sharp curve Driven by a small man of great nerve. He leaned into the turn
The Lincoln shot round the sharp curve Driven by a small man of great nerve He leaned into the turn The tires started to burn And proceded along like a tennis pro's serve
There was an old man with a beard whom TSD saw and sneered Someone PIF'd him a razor Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
There was an old man with a beard whom TSD saw and sneered Someone PIFed him a razor Then he became a razor gazer
There was an old man with a beard whom TSD saw and sneered Someone PIFed him a razor Then he became a razor gazer and no longer the geezer we feared.
There once was a nerd named Melvin Who only measured temperature in Kelvin Once the Kelvin reached zero Sent from my Pixel 2 using Tapatalk
There once was a nerd named Melvin Who only measured temperature in Kelvin Once the Kelvin reached zero The man was a hero