Let's Write Some Limericks

An astronomer looked at the sky
and a a bird swooped and pooped in his eye
So he got out some soap
and cleaned off his scope

 

An astronomer looked at the sky
and a a bird swooped and pooped in his eye
So he got out some soap
and cleaned off his scope
And then observed a comet fly by

 

Tonight I sit with a glass of rum

 

Tonight I sit with a glass of rum
firmly planted on me bum

 

Tonight I sit with a glass of rum
firmly planted on me bum
Not as tasty as bourbon

 

Tonight I sit with a glass of rum
firmly planted on me bum
Not as tasty as bourbon
But much better than a durban

 

and cigar between finger and thumb

 

The thread's been dead for a year

 

It was fun...challenging.

 

The thread’s been dead for a year.
It’s time to bring it up from the rear.

 

The thread's been dead for a year
It's time to bring it up from the rear
It's fun to be creative again

 

The thread's been dead for a year
It's time to bring it up from the rear
It's fun to be creative again
And rhyming with ladies and men

 

A lion was wearing red shoes.

 

Quickly interjecting the last line of the previous limerick and then back to @Sara-s's opening line

The thread's been dead for a year.
It's time to bring it up from the rear.
It's fun to be creative again
And rhyming with ladies and men.
All wannabe poets draw near.

A lion was wearing red shoes.

 

A lion was wearing red shoes
while swigging a bottle of booze.

 

A lion was wearing red shoes
while swigging a bottle of booze.
Then he started to dance

 

A lion was wearing red shoes
while swigging a bottle of booze.
Then he started to dance
and think of romance

 

The lady lion says, you got no chance!

 

I shaved my mug and my dome

 

i shaved my mug a dome
like a bald garden gnome