Bri Edwards Limerick Poems

Pronounce 'Bri' like 'try', not 'tree', my friend.
And my absence is more or less now at an end.
It was no fear of ' Covid ' which swept me away.
Besides, I'd punch that damn virus. That I do say!
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I once met a cute girl named Jane,
who drove me completely insane.
She took off her bra,
but I didn't get fa,
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At times my teeth bite more than my meal,
and then those around me may hear a squeal **.
I 'make' hamburger meat...
from tongue, lips, or cheek.
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A man called his wife for a hug.
“ I love you but there is a bug” …
came my wife’s reply.
And as much …..as I did try,
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Her silk panties showed when she bent over...
to search the lawn for a four-leafed clover.
She caught the nervous eyes....
and caused the lustful sighs...
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Languishing [[ adjective: failing to make progress or be successful ]]
is not a pleasant 'boat' to be in, & being a 'languishing poem' is stressful,
....for sure!
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This limerick shall have clean wit,
even if I have to clean.....it with spit.
But now comes the hard part:
making it true to my heart.
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As for women, I’m indecisive.
A pair bond often turns divisive.
Pros and cons are BOTH strong;
it could be a time LONG …
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It once was my unsightly habit
to gnaw skin near my nails like rabbit.
Fingers look better now;
use fewer band aids. Wow!
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Frog spoke in "croak" [noun, not verb].
He simply said: "Don't disturb."
On his way to town,
Snake swallowed him down;
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[ Warning! I was sure that I had submitted this poem, .....now reconstructed
from memory, ....hours ago, but NOW I do not find it on PH except for part
of its title. I've changed the last line, partly due to imperfect memory (mine) .
I am very pleased that it is short, rhyming, and that I'd reviewed its wording....
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A professor spoke on peace tonight.
Good for her, but I think she’s lost sight.....
that war won’t go away,
as hard as one might pray,
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Do clearly-seen ribs anorexia mean?
Donna fears, to it, she may lean.
I say it’s time to fear
when she looks in mirror
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For Linda Bella Wassermeister,
here are offers from me, a shyster **:
For fifty bucks you can have MY brain.
[Then for sure you'll become near-insane.]
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I've just experienced a Poem Storm,
more poems than, for me, the norm.
They swirled fast in my head;
I was nearly filled with dread,
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A Limerick is a lighthearted poem.
If I knew who wrote first one, I’d owe ‘im.
Such beauty and grace,
like a movie star’s face,
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With my wife home, I 'Behave! ',
feeling almost like a house slave.
But when she is gone,
my life's like a song,
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Orangutang died in its zoo cell.
I wonder: “Do big apes go to Hell?
Do they to Heaven reach?
Or do some go to each, …..
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