A young man who’s employed as a flunky
For a funky, eccentric old junky,
Is often confused
And even bemused
By commands like: “Make things dory-hunky.”
Archive for June, 2025
The Flunky (Limerick)
Saturday, June 28th, 2025A Not So Minor Deviation (Limerick)
Monday, June 16th, 2025I consider myself a poetry minimalist. And yet, my attempt at responding to the #7SyllableSentence #pinch #prompt, somehow grew into this 40-syllable #limerick:
Please don’t tell me to add just a dash
Or a pinch of some item. That’s rash:
Though my fingers are smaller
Than most, I’m a brawler.
Be precise, or be blamed for my hash.
Yet Another Insomnia Limerick
Monday, June 16th, 2025I dream of a solid night’s sleep,
Unbroken by noise — long and deep;
Unawakened by hourly
Peeing, done dourly.
(And don’t you dare recommend sheep!)
My Ornery Brain (Limerick)
Monday, June 9th, 2025I find learning new words a delight.
But my mind disagrees; it’s a fight!
Seems my crowded old brain
Deems such efforts a strain;
It evicts other words, just for spite.
Penniless Limerick
Sunday, June 1st, 2025Since production of pennies is ending,
Is it time for some idiom-mending?
Must the penny be spurned?
Nickel saved, nickel earned?
Dime for thoughts? Is “cute quarter” ascending?
