A SIMPLE EXPLANATION
Why have you not posted any limericks for
a week?
My wife handed me a cardboard and a ball of yarn
and it is really quite a large ball of yarn.
CONSTERNATION
"Good heavens... cannibals! "
"Now nowlet's not get in a stew.
PERTURBATION
The boy stood on the burning deck
Where all but he had fled
It was a hull of a situation to be in.
APPLE-TONED SHOULDERS
Her hair cascaded down her apple-toned
shoulders, but, I dunno, bald women just
don't appeal to me
AUCTIONEER'S FAVOURITE
Pleasant-looking people are always nice to
have around you but an auctioneer is always
looking for people whose appearance is
forbidding.
*free verse... prose on a poen site
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's funny... I was just singing the auctioneer song yesterday!