Just for fun, a few limericks that didn’t make the cut during April.
With a mike and a speaker I’m set
For the best stand-up comedy yet.
All I need is a bloke
To deliver a joke
And say something you’ll never forget.
As soon as we get to September
I really start dreading November.
I’m sure that I’ve heard
A unfavourable word
Although what, I just cannot remember.
My folks wanted me to reform
And wear a khaki uniform.
I’d rather chase horses
Than join the armed forces
And conform to the norm of the swarm.
I just couldn’t stand the enormity
Of regimented uniformity.
I think I’d go barmy
If I joined the army
And lost all of my non-conformity.
I always have trouble confiding,
Like a unicorn, I stay in hiding.
Whatever I say
They’ll take the wrong way,
And it’s me they’ll end up deriding.