The Engagement (Limerick)

April 25th, 2025

When my boyfriend proposed, mom was pleased:
“No returns, no exchanges,” she teased.
She was thrilled with our match,
For she thought him a catch…
And her “old maid” concerns were appeased.

Limerick Ditty

April 10th, 2025

I’m attempting to write a short ditty
About something that’s dreadfully shitty.
But I’m getting the blues
From my options — can’t choose
The right shitstorm. (Things lately ain’t pretty!)

Clutter Conflict (Limerick)

April 8th, 2025

An old fellow who’d putter all day
Would refuse to throw refuse away.
When his wife tried to deal
With his clutter, he’d squeal
As he rescued his rubbish array.

An Arresting Lass (Limerick)

April 7th, 2025

As the cop brought her in, the young lass
Acknowledged she’d done something crass:
“In hindsight,” she said,
When her rights had been read,
“I shouldn’t have bared my cute ass.”

The Pissed-Off Boss (Limerick)

April 6th, 2025

“You are constantly spouting some beef,”
Said his boss. “It’s non-stop. No relief!
Your complaints (mostly petty)
Don’t stick. They’re spaghetti.
Do your job and stop giving me grief!”

NOT A “Party Gal!” (Limerick)

April 2nd, 2025

For some inexplicable reason, tomorrow (April 3) is World Party Day.

Large festivities aren’t my scene.
I’m a hermit, at heart, and not keen
On behavior vivacious,
Flirtatious, or gracious.
Yes, NOT being seen has its sheen.

Boorish Limerick

March 29th, 2025

An old boor who believes that he’s hot
Is considered decidedly NOT.
He’s called “too cool for school”
And an “arrogant fool
With less charm than your average bot.”

Fishing For A Limerick

March 26th, 2025

For the record, I hate eating fish and I’ve never gone fishing. (But I had a fun time with the prompt word “catch.”)

We were s’posed to go fishing, but natch,
It’s too stormy again; we must scratch
All our catch-eating plans.
Guess I’ll open two cans
Of smoked trout. Why’s there always a catch?

Yet Another St. Patrick’s Day Limerick

March 18th, 2025

My dear husband’s gone off to a pub.
I’ve stayed home cuz I hate all the grub
That they serve on this day.
Consume corned beef? No way!
Plus I’ve joined the new “Recluses Club.”

Windy Limerick

March 16th, 2025

My short height makes it hard to withstand
Heavy wind gusts. I’d rather not land
On the sidewalk face down.
Broken bones make me frown…
And I DON’T want more body parts scanned.

Jammed Up Limerick

March 15th, 2025

Can you help me get out of my jam?
I was eating some jelly and, damn,
It’s all over my dress
And I’m rather a mess,
So I need something STAT to look glam!

The Myopic Teacher (Haiku)

March 14th, 2025

Myopic teacher
mistook inept coloring
for misbehavior.

The prompt for this haiku was “myopic” (plus a memorable personal experience.) When I was 4, my teacher punished me for not coloring within the lines. (I had very bad vision, which hadn’t yet been diagnosed.) And my teacher actually called my parents in to complain about my bad behavior. (My vision wasn’t tested till I was 9 and got coke bottle glasses.)

Mislaid Humor (Limerick)

February 24th, 2025

When comedians freak out and fold
Cuz their jokes left an audience cold,
It is said that they’ve laid
An egg. I’m afraid
That their jokes (and those eggs) can’t be sold.

Where’s “The Funny?” (Limerick)

February 12th, 2025

How I love to write lim’ricks amusing!
But with news so depressing and bruising,
I’m confined to a tonic
Of verse that’s sardonic.
Blame my Muse! (She’s morose, so she’s snoozing.)

Loose Ends (Limerick)

January 22nd, 2025

“Have you noticed that men can’t abide
Being told that a lace is untied?
A mere warning that’s gentle
Turns many males ‘mental.’
I am fit to be tied,” cried the bride.

A Workplace Row (Limerick)

January 11th, 2025

When the staff mentioned leaks and a draft,
Their mean manager grimaced and laughed.
Then he raved and he ranted,
But soon was supplanted;
Staffers craftily pinned him for graft.

Memories (Limerick)

January 8th, 2025

While in school, I liked one type of test;
Those with “multiple choice.” They’re the best!
Choices helped me regain
Info deep in my brain,
So they made me look smart, when I guessed.

Rooting Around For A Limerick

January 8th, 2025

The young dentist was rooting around
In my mouth, till he told me he’d found
The root cause of my pain:
“Please don’t frown, Mrs. Kane,
But it’s plain that you’re root-canal bound.”

Haiku Trio

January 6th, 2025

No Rest For The Weary? (Limerick)

January 4th, 2025

Some assert, “There’s no rest for the weary,”
A bleak proverb that makes many teary.
And yet I can attest
That a multi-bar rest
Tends to make bleary oboists cheery.