Miserly Limerick
I hope you’ll join me in writing a limerick with this first line:
A miserly fellow name Joe…
Here’s the limerick I wrote with that line. (It’s a two-verser, but a standard one-verse limerick is fine, of course.)
Miserly Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane
A miserly fellow name Joe
Was obsessed with his weekly cash flow.
The guy was so petty,
He ordered wife Betty
To flush once a day. She said, “No!”
Then he yelled, “You are wasteful and low!”
But she said, “It’s distasteful. No go!”
So he sued for divorce—
An asinine course.
Now the lawyers have all of his dough.
Please feel free to write your own limerick using the same first line and post it in my comments. And if you’re on Facebook, I hope you’ll join my friends in that same activity in my Limerick-Offs.
Tags: Bathroom Humor, Cash Flow Humor, Divorce Humor, Law Limerick, Marriage Verse, Misers, Money Poems, Obsession Verse, Pettiness, Poetry & Prompts, Toilet Humor, Writing Prompts
Ah, the silly guy. “Penny wise, pound foolish”
Very nice, Mad. :)
A miserly fellow named Joe,
Lost his pennies in the deep snow,
As his heart sank,
He hoped the snow bank
Would yield nickels when interest grows.
A miserly fellow name Joe
Hoarded every last cent of his dough
Till a robber with a knife
Said, “Your money or your life”
Joe said, “Can I think for a minute or so?”
A miserly fellow named Joe
Lost a quarter while kneading some dough
After he ate the bread
He went to the head
And retrieved fifteen cents of it or so
Thanks for the nice words, Joyce. And thanks for the limericks, Mark, Jeff, and Jesse. I see we’re off to a great start!
Nice bow to Jack Benny, Jeff.
A miserly fellow named Joe
Thought he had his ducks all in a row
Then along came the revenuers
Who put him on skewers
And away all his gains they did go
A miserly fellow named Joe
tipped a nickel, only for show,
when served a snack,
which waiters give back
and that’s why he’s tight with his dough.
A miserly fellow named Joe,
hid his assets in deep frozen snow.
came springtime’s harsh flood
they sank in the mud…
Joe has dirty money to sow
Oh, good. More fun limericks! Please keep them coming. And if you’re on Facebook, please post them there too.
A miserly fellow named Joe
Had a wife and kids, but no dough
They lived in a shoe
Cuz it’s all they could do
‘Til they got their own reality show.
That miserly Senator, Joe
Says, Expand Medicare? A no-go!
But for blowing up weddings
In Af-Pak homesteadings,
Use my tab! Who needs pay-as-you-go?
A miserly fellow named Joe,
Spent day and night counting dough,
Till his dear wife,
The light of his life,
Blew up his money in a casino.
A miserly fellow named Joe,
picked up all his arrows and bow
His wife made a frown,
So he just shot her down
Now a-hunting no more will Joe go….
There’s a miserly fellow named Joe,
To a Tea Party he did go.
And he was amazed,
All their eyes were ablaze,
When they talked about making more dough.
But Obama had planted a seed,
That would end this great time of greed.
With jobs for plain folks,
And the rich they would soak.
These ideas must be stopped with great speed.
The GOP did filibuster,
Told all the lies they could muster.
Got Palan and Beck,
And FOX News, what the heck.
They wouldn’t get slaughtered like Custer.
The November elections were nuts.
The bigot was seen as a putz,
Voters showed them that night,
We’re not all dumb & white,
Kicked those nay-sayers out on their butts.
Great! Some wonderful late entries. And Ellen, I particularly enjoyed yours!
A miserly fellow named Joe
Dated Rita, with ample cashflow
Switched to freespending Peg:
Cost an arm and a leg!
Rita’s back, with relieved Joe in “toe”