Next Time, Try Waterproof Sunscreen
Or, How the pirahna got his dentures
A pirahna, cruel and callow,
Took a snooze in waters too shallow.
As red as a lobster,
He called on a mobster,
And traded his teeth for some aloe.
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This poem is dedicated to Abby Kay Mendonca, who accepted my invitation to subscribe in return for a limerick incorporating two words of her choosing. She gave me: pirahna and aloe. Thanks for the instigation, I mean inspiration, Abby!
This invitation is extended to the first three new subscribers who comment below with two words or one theme of your choosing. With apologies to my already-reader-friends, this offer is for new subscribers only!
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Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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Comments (8)
Hahaha! I love everything about these limericks. The title, picture, subtitle, even your author's note is funny! I can tell you had fun writing them, because they are a joy to read.
A delightful response to a rather "tooth" inspiration.
I get it. The rhyme and intention works. Not sure about the mobster and the mob 's connection with aloe....
Awesome!!! Love this!!!❤️❤️💕
Thank you for blessing the inter web with this! 🐠☀️🔥🥹
Love it! Such a fun game and, well done on the limerick! I read it like 4 times. 😂😊💜
Hahaha it turned out so well!! 🤣🤣
Ugh! My timing sucks. I just subscribed yesterday, lol. Great limerick though! I enjoyed it.