There was once a young fellow named Mike
who went out for a ride on his bike,
but his cycle broke down
on the outskirts of town,
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oh dear, a mind that reads before the eyes can do, it seen climb instead of hike, and then my eyes, cried.. You are a brilliant poet, not easy to make a reader laugh and cry at the same time, wow. Thank you for sharing I surely enjoyed this read, thank you again!
This happened to me recently, so this made even a larger impression.
You found my bike! I've been looking for that. Good Limerick, Kim.
whether or not, like he should've used nike if the day is bright he'll not lose sight Interesting Limerick. Thanks for sharing.
Mike's bike has broken down on the street grassy ground supplied him slipping greet songs and bonnie girl smile stroked his cutie pearl crippling waist ran with torn vest to creek //// nice limerick
A most uncharitable comment, and uncharacteristic of you, Wes. Although the subject may not be the most exciting, this limerick is flawless in construction. The rhyme and meter are both perfect! Nothing less than a ten!
You have to understand that we are good friends and razzing is almost necessary ta
And then, no doubt, he fell in a. A sad story, made me sob! Very funny Limerick, Kim
To MyPoemList this poem will roll, like my bowling ball does when I bowl I'd make this verse longer, but " Hey" , ..... I've got much more do this fine day! ! bri :) the poem comments you left me today prompted my visit now.