Limerick-Off Monday – Rhyme Word: TRUST at the end of Line 1 or 2 or 5

It’s Limerick-Off time, once again. And that means I write a limerick, and you write your own, using the same rhyme word. Then you post your limerick as a comment to this post and, if you’re a Facebook user, on Facebook too.

I hope you’ll join me in writing a limerick using TRUST at the end of Line 1 or Line 2 or Line 5. (Homonyms or homophones are fine.)

The best submission will be crowned Limerick Of The Week. (Here’s last week’s Limerick Of The Week Winner.)

How will your poems be judged? By meter, rhyme, cleverness, and humor. (If you’re feeling a bit fuzzy about limerick writing rules, here’s my How To Write A Limerick article.)

I’ll announce the Limerick of the Week Winner next Sunday, right before I post next week’s Limerick-Off. So that gives you a full week to submit your clever, polished verse. Your submission deadline is Saturday at 10:00 p.m. (Eastern Time.)

Here’s my limerick:

A woman could no longer trust
Her domestic to vacuum or dust.
Yet she did come in handy;
When hubby was randy,
The maid took good care of his lust.

Please feel free to write your own limerick using the same rhyme word and post it in my comments. And if you’re on Facebook, I hope you’ll join my friends in that same activity on my Facebook Limerick-Off post.

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UPDATE: June 8 is Vacuum Cleaner Day, in honor of Ives W. McGaffey’s June 8, 1869 U.S. patent for the suction vacuum cleaner.

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69 Responses to “Limerick-Off Monday – Rhyme Word: TRUST at the end of Line 1 or 2 or 5”

  1. Brian Allgar says:

    He stuffed her with thrust after thrust
    Like a man half-demented with lust,
    Then he bound her with string,
    Legs and breast, everything,
    Till the Thanksgiving turkey was trussed.

  2. Brian Allgar says:

    My wife and I often discussed
    The meaning of mutual trust.
    When I caught her in bed
    With the neighbour, I said
    “Well, I’ve just had his wife, so it’s just.”

  3. Brian Allgar says:

    In the desert, his engine was bust;
    He had nothing to eat but a crust,
    And his bottle was dry.
    Said the vulture on high,
    “We’ll be dining quite shortly, I trust”

  4. Brian Allgar says:

    She was picnicking topless; her bust
    Had no need to be haltered or trussed.
    The guy said “Wanna share
    This delectable pear?”
    When she slapped him, he looked quite nonplussed.

  5. Jon Gearhart says:

    At my Doctor, the topics discussed
    Centered mostly on pains. My disgust
    And my needs he appeased.
    All my worries he eased,
    And I left with a new sense of trussed.

  6. Jon Gearhart says:

    The carpenter felt that he must
    Teach young newlyweds how to adjust.
    “Starting life with your spouse
    Is like building a house:
    Their foundations and roofs both need trussed.

  7. Jon Gearhart says:

    As I cussed and discussed in disgust
    My mistrust with my siblings, we fussed
    How the lawyer had still
    Not found part of Dad’s will.
    My disgust rose from my misplaced trust.

  8. Judith H. Block says:

    Is there someone whom we can trust;
    Not one who’ll leave us in the dust?
    Don’t trust politicians;
    Their lies by omissions,
    They fall prey to corporate lust.

  9. Judith H. Block says:

    Is there a chef whom I can trust
    To make a great, flaky pie crust?
    One that isn’t sweet,
    Its layers a treat,
    This, my timeless quest, my great lust.

  10. Judith H. Block says:

    A gal made an error to trust
    A hot guy who caused her to lust.
    He was a creep,
    And made her weep,
    He left her with hurt and disgust.

  11. Judith H. Block says:

    Is there a pol whom we can trust
    To be true and not be unjust
    Who, hope will restore,
    Not a corporate whore,
    Who makes us withdraw in disgust.

  12. Jesse Levy says:

    Something I say with disgust.
    And you won’t tell on me, I trust.
    But Bruce’s big change
    to Kaitlyn is strange.
    I prefer a big natural bust.

  13. Mark Kane says:

    For her, it was all about trust,
    And she made it an absolute must.
    Sure he tried to stay true,
    Till a certain part grew.
    In the end, he was driven by lust.

  14. Mark Kane says:

    Our money tells us whom to trust,
    As our bridges continue to rust.
    With the wealthy in power,
    Hour by Hour,
    This nation is heading for bust.

  15. Brian Allgar says:

    Creationists view with distrust
    Evolutionary theories; they’ve sussed
    That those scientist junkies
    Who claim we’re from monkeys
    Have snorted too much Angel Dust.

  16. Brian Allgar says:

    “Oh, Goddam!” the old atheist cussed,
    “In whom we can clearly not trust,
    When I die, I have stated
    I must be cremated,
    So let’s see you resurrect dust.”

  17. Fred Bortz says:

    Chez Marquis de Sade is a must
    To couple with parry and thrust.
    There maidens will tryst
    While bound at the wrist,
    As long as you’re someone they trussed.

  18. Brian Allgar says:

    She was strapped to the bed, bound and trussed;
    The Police Chief was panting with lust.
    But they broke down the door
    As he straddled the whore,
    Crying “This is a Vice Patrol bust!”

  19. Lisi Nortman says:

    A marriage is based on trust
    But if you’re driven with wild carnal lust

    You’ll probably cheat
    So be very discreet

    Don’t come home with your hair all mussed

  20. Mark Kane says:

    With his smile and a wink, he gains trust.
    Then before you can blink, there is lust.
    While dancing the tango,
    Or maybe fandango,
    You’ll swoon at each sly rhythmic thrust.

  21. Tom Harris says:

    The would-be prez will ask your trust,
    But his word is worthless as dust.
    That charming young bloke
    Has been purchased by Koch,
    And will do what he’s told he must.

  22. Lisi Nortman says:


    A marriage is based upon trust
    But if driven with wild carnal lust

    You’ll probably cheat
    So be very discreet

    Don’t come home with your hairdo all mussed

  23. Lisi Nortman says:

    She thought she had his undying trust
    But he still wondered about her bust

    They didn’t feel real
    They felt more like steel

    So he got a tetanus shot in case of rust

  24. Dave Johnson says:

    Their wedding was widely discussed;
    To the ocean side they had been bused.

    After saying “I do”,
    Those nudists came through;

    The reception was lively, we trust.

  25. Mark Kane says:

    Slam the door as they ask for your trust.
    It’s something one earns, that’s a must.
    But they’ll flood our TV,
    That damn GOP,
    As I bury my head in disgust.

  26. Dave Johnson says:

    If you’re texting while driving, you must
    Be wearing a belt you can trust.

    Have insurance to call;
    And on top of it all,

    Be able to pay for the bust.

  27. Kaye Roberts says:

    Every man she’d encountered with lust
    Had betrayed her, demolished her trust

    So she found a belle chere
    And began lez affaire

    And left all les hommes in the dust

  28. Tom Harris says:

    Appalled when his wife fumed and fussed,
    Shocked Arthur asked why she had cussed.
    “You are seeing a tart.
    Don’t deny it, dear Art.”
    “I am, but still I deserve your trust.”

  29. Allen Wilcox says:

    “Milady, I hope you will trust
    Me in making amends for my thrust,”
    Said the suitor to blame
    For his orifice aim.
    “Will you grant me the time to adjust?”

  30. Lisi Nortman says:

    I wanted to have her trust
    I said I’m not interested in lust

    But when I squeezed her ass
    The lady took a pass

    And looked at me with utter disgust

  31. Phil Graham says:

    As fellows grow old, it’s a must
    That they need to go slow when they lust
    Because if they keep doing
    Much athletic screwing
    They’ll rupture and have to be trussed.

  32. Phil Graham says:

    A ski racer you couldn’t trust
    Would consume pork and beans ‘fore he shussed.
    And to go a bit faster
    He’d use his ass blaster
    And gain MPH from each gust.

  33. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    Just Another Politician, or Maybe Minister

    He smiled: Baby, who do you trust?
    As if we somehow missed the thrust
    Of his message to all.
    Oh, he’d gotten the Call
    From on High…Dude, you’re just a big bust.

  34. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    By Some Other Name?

    He freely admitted to lust
    For the ladies, yet this inspired trust;
    A reward for time serving
    The people, unswerving
    Ly. Call him a saint, if you must…

  35. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    Whoops, Mad, I left out the rhyme word :( !
    Can you alter line 2 to read:

    For the ladies, yet this inspired trust;


    Note from MBK: Done.

  36. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    Can You Trump This? (Please Do)

    He left some concussed and nonplussed,
    Confused by the force of his gust.
    Windy Towers, his nickname –
    Donald’s “platform”, a big game.
    He claims, In the Trump you can trust.

  37. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    Creeping Myself Out…

    Life means decisions: we must
    Decide constantly who to trust.
    Tonight, should you have sex
    With a cowboy called Rex?
    He’s a hottie, and you’re filled with lust.

    So you smile, drink, and go to his place;
    And the next day, of you there’s no trace.
    Parents weep, close friends grieve ~
    If you’d chosen to leave,
    You’d be here now. They’ll miss your sweet face…

  38. Patrice of the ManyCats says:


    Another (Rep? Dem?) bites the dust
    On the issue of earned public trust:
    Turns out there’s no such thing.
    As they prance, strut and sing,
    Some – entranced – close eyes, bend for the (thrust) :(

  39. (Traditional + acrostic)

    At a moment when racial mistrust
    Has built to the point where it must
    Be confronted, or break,
    Comes the news of a fake:
    Ms. Dolezal’s got me nonplussed.

    Though her story once seemed like it might
    Require me to broaden my sight,
    Unfortunate facts
    Soon emerged on her acts:
    The story’s become Black and White.

  40. (acrostic)

    Listen, darling: the girl and I bussed,
    Yet that’s all. Dear, believe me — you must!
    I never would cheat
    Nor betray you, my sweet —
    Good relationships thrive upon trust.

  41. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    Dustbuster Needed

    Our coinage reads, In God We Trust;
    All others pay cash (if you must).
    But pols clamor for more,
    Gotta show them the door:
    Rusty promises, should be surplussed.

  42. As President, how could we trust
    Donald Trump? At the hint of a gust,
    His combover goes…
    And with that, Heaven knows,
    His most credible feature goes bust.

  43. ytcai says:

    The Ziggy cartoon can be just
    His wisdom is simple to trust
    But there is a wrinkle
    Advice lost its twinkle
    As it faded into Ziggy star-dust

  44. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    Who’s On First?

    Inexperienced pols might look flust-
    Ered when questioned if they can be trust-
    Ed. But heaven knows
    Overconfidence grows:
    Their opponents, they claim, should be busted.

  45. Patrice of the ManyCats says:

    (Mad, I doubted this was a contender to win so left “ed” in the last line.)
    Have a good one! P ~

  46. Lisi Nortman says:

    Oh, good heavens you shouldn’t have fussed
    You did bring the condoms, I trust

    Now open the window
    And just let the wind blow

    We’ll fill then with water; they’ll bust

  47. Hastertbation (n) — the act of bungling your own sex scandal, while claiming the moral high ground over your opponents.

    Dennis Hastert evaded and fussed,
    Losing even the GOP’s trust;
    The way that he stalled
    Should, in future, be called
    “Feel-a-boyster” when it is discussed.

  48. Tim James says:

    She withdrew from the Savings & Trust
    All her cash. It’s not much; now she must
    Choose ‘twixt breast augmentation
    And a West Coast vacation.
    The choice: California or bust.

  49. Lisi Nortman says:


    Oh good heavens, you shouldn’t have fussed!
    You brought the requested condoms, I trust?

    Now here’s my order:
    Just fill them with water

    And let’s see whose head we can plunk down and bust!

  50. It’s an exercise meant to build trust:
    He’ll fall — and then catch him I must.
    Though 8 times I’ve dropped him,
    This hasn’t yet stopped him
    (For each time he ends up concussed!).

  51. Lisi Nortman says:

    I bought an inflatable “Girl You Can Trust”
    Who provided me with undying lust

    Then I smoked a Kent
    Up to the ceiling she went

    I didn’t know she would combust

  52. Lisi Nortman says:

    I sent for an inflatable “Girl You Can Trust”
    Who provided me with great undying lust

    Then I smoked a Kent
    Up to the ceiling she went

    I didn’t realize she would instantly combust

  53. X says:

    A woman could no longer trust
    the car she called a bucket of rust
    and finally it died
    but no body cried
    just thanked goodness it did not combust.

    (slightly colored by my car breaking down this week)

  54. Today’s massacre in SC was just
    a jab in the heart; angry disgust,
    as innocents went down to glory,
    without finishing their own story;
    hoping faith they could trust.

  55. Bjorn says:

    A gentleman thought he could trust
    his lady to saving her lust
    he thought it was right
    to leave her at night
    so the handyman did what he must

  56. kanzensakura says:

    I wonder in how many households that ritual actually occurs. Almost biblical….

  57. Mary says:

    Very clever!


    On Craig’s List, Chris posted his lust
    For a tryst with a lass to be trussed.
    Alas, though: Chris missed
    His delicious truss tryst.
    He was tied up at work. How unjust!

  59. Lisi Nortman says:

    Second Revision:

    I sent away for “The Girl Men Can Trust”
    An inflatable blonde, promising undying lust

    Then I lit up a Kent
    And up to the ceiling she went

    I didn’t know she would instantly combust!

  60. Kristin Smith says:

    from Phyllis Sterling Smith:

    Must limericks all dabble with lust?
    I’m sure that we all could adjust
    And just keep it clean..
    You know what I mean..
    With jokes any granny can trust.

  61. Zelick Mendelovich says:

    Must Trust In Lust

    A young boy, who was just very just
    With a girl, who was just full of lust
    Just zipped up his fly
    But, she started to cry
    So, he gave her a talk about trust.

  62. jazzbumpa says:

    A Victorian lady could trust
    Her underclothes to insite lust;
    Like a whale bone corset
    You see, ‘cuz of course it
    Pushed belly fat up to her bust


  63. Lisi Nortman says:

    How does one build trust?
    By remembering you always must:

    Never question your man
    And then make a plan

    In case the trust is unjust

  64. Allen Wilcox says:

    He was proud that they showed him the trust
    To move David to clean off the dust.
    It fell and it shattered.
    He cried, bruised and battered,
    “I can only say ‘This was a bust’.”

  65. Allen Wilcox says:

    To his math teacher he said, “I trust
    That you know this low score isn’t just.”
    (The response, it was bad.)
    “You have no points to add?
    I believe that this leaves me nonplussed.”

  66. Lisi Nortman says:

    The recipient of my passionate lust
    Was my History teacher, Miss Rust

    I bought her a bust of Caesar
    Thinking that would surely please her

    But she expelled me with an “F” in “Trust”

  67. Stephen Fleming says:

    Why endeavor to trust
    A toter of guns only just
    Because they exclaim
    “I will never inflame”
    Despite a convenient combust.

  68. madkane says:

    Thanks so much everyone for another fun week of limericks. This Limerick-Off is officially over. And the winner is…

    Congratulations to the Limerick of the Week Winner and the Honorable Mention Winners: Limerick of the Week 218

    But you can still have lots of limerick fun because a new Limerick-Off has just begun: Limerick-Off Ball or Bawl.

  69. Oh.. personification.. woManiFicatiOn.. TRUST
    a perfecting photo of wifey love is truly must
    for me.. Ah.. delightful ways of play in lust
    be free.. making now greaTEST PRACTICE…
    ART CREATION activities.. longevITy TRUSTS..:)