The thing about Limericks is this:
If you get words that rhyme you can’t miss
But make doubly sure
Your rhythm’s secure
And use the correct emphasis.
A lazy young owl named Chou
One winter had nothing to do.
His mum, in a state,
Said, “Go and get a nice mate.”
He replied, “It’s too wet to woo.”
There was a rich widow called Ruth
Who had an obsession with youth.
Her suitors were many
But I don’t think any
Had the maturity to tell her the truth.
It was raining and a husband from Woking
With his au pair went out. They got soaking.
He said, “Now away from my wife
Give me your kiss of life.”
She slapped him saying, “You must be choking!”
If your money was measured in trillions
The world’s population in billions
It would only just dent
Your wealth if you sent
Each village a handful of millions.
People say that faith’s most unscientific
Faith in God, they mean, being more specific.
But evolution’s a thing
To which some scientists cling
With a faith that is blindly terrific.