Comments on: Whimsical Limerick

By: Rosanna

Rosanna — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 01:52:36 +0000

A woman succombed to a whim
And entered a room, even if it was dim.
She grappled her way through
And stumbled on some goo.
The goo was actually ghee
Waiting to be eaten by a yogi.

By: Roger Morlaw

Roger Morlaw — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 04:19:15 +0000

A woman succombed to a whim
Because she felt completely dim.
She wanted a spark
To wake up the mark
Of life that she’d lost drinking gin.

Now this woman was not unintelligent
She knew that a whim could be tribulent
So she carried it through
Then without long adieu
She rapidly walked out on him.

And so to all whims seeking women,
Remember this lesson that’s given;
Women look very pretty
But just like this ditty
They may end as begun
And it may not be fun,
Leaving an unhappy whim in the end.

A woman succombed to a whim
To make her body more trim.
She enlightened herself
With a three foot one elf
Who sang ditties
From the brothers Grimm.

By: steve vitoff

steve vitoff — Thu, 24 Jun 2010 21:29:02 +0000

patrice, how can i follow that? yeesh! anyway, here go two:

A woman succumbed to a whim
To go for a quick midnight swim
But as she went splashin’
The waves started crashin’
So next time, she’ll opt for the gym

A woman succumbed to a whim
To buy the world’s best jungle gym
She sure got a sound one
When she went and found one
Designed by Mead, White and McKim

By: Daisy Mae's Typist

Daisy Mae's Typist — Thu, 24 Jun 2010 04:30:57 +0000

A woman succumbed to a whim–Oh?
‘Twas a belly rub for Great Dane, Big Jimbo.
His hind leg started spinning
She couldn’t help grinning
‘Til she landed downtown via… lim(b)o.

By: Patrice of the ManyCats

Patrice of the ManyCats — Thu, 24 Jun 2010 01:14:26 +0000

A woman succumbed to a whim
Loudly bellowed each lovely church hymn
‘Til her husband, the pastor
Ears alert to disaster
Urged: “Madge, dear, leave the singing to Him…”

She protested, “We sing for the living:
I enjoy it, in the spirit of giving!”
He sighed: “Witness the flight
Of our congregation tonight
Now it’s you needs forgiving…”

Next Sunday, back all warily crept:
Would they begin to wish they had slept
In? Now sitting, eyed Madge
Bitter smile, wearing badge:
“The Pastor says my singing’s INEPT”

Relieved congregants smiled: no more racket!
But Madge glared, set to pounce and attack - it
Was clear to the pastor
Who prayed to his Master
And stepped forward: “Madge, love, here’s a plaque: it

Comes with love from the whole congregation!
(Who stared at him in great consternation)
And we beg you to play
Our new organ today!”
Would Madge cling to her ire, condemnation?

She defiantly one last hymn did bellow
People gritted their teeth - sounds from h*ll! Oh…
Madge grinned ’round, took a bow
One man whispered, “Good for now
But Pastor’ll soon need a cello..”

By: Patrice of the ManyCats

Patrice of the ManyCats — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 23:49:14 +0000

A woman succumbed to a whim
When her ex jeered her prospects were dim:
Joined a gym, became slim
Now dates Randy, Jack, Jim…
Her ex wants her back (un-trim him)

By: Patrice of the ManyCats

Patrice of the ManyCats — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 23:24:12 +0000

A woman succumbed to a whim
And strode out on the Grand Canyon’s rim,
Misstepped - plunged to her death?
We stared down, heard a breath:
“What bad luck! This is such a slim limb…”

By: K Bhattacharya

K Bhattacharya — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 05:31:42 +0000

A woman succumbed to a whim…
Blessed with an intellect rather dim,
She picked up a skunk
And tickled its trunk-
The jettisoned gas threw her into the swim!…

By: Ann Milk

Ann Milk — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 02:46:05 +0000

A woman succumbed to a whim
was tempted by lace in Size slim
Feels sharp like a cut
when they go up her butt
Gone commando, not proper nor prim!

By: Brion Emde

Brion Emde — Tue, 22 Jun 2010 23:58:18 +0000

I went all Tolkien on it :-)

A woman succumbed to a whim
And believed she was Galadrim
I’m a wood-elf, she said
As she baked lembas bread
And sang Elvish in forests dim