Hahaha. Misky just made me think of a limerick I wrote last year. I dug it out again so thought I’d share. I still think it’s brilliant, even if I say so myself 🤣.
Looks like I was even experimenting with speaking it at the time. I settled on SoundCloud as the best voice recording service, because WordPress has a SoundCloud block so it fits nicely into posts, but I gave up altogether when I looked at the stats and saw nobody was listening anyhow.
Anyway, enjoy the bonus poem today!
There was an old butcher from Fife,
Who lovingly sharpened his knife,
His words, they were cordial,
His actions, primordial,
As he dextrously gutted his wife!
for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC), cordial. My sick humour, I thought this was hilarious.
Mister Bump 
Oh nooooooo!
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🤣
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🤣🤣…..within an inch of her wittering life!
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Oh, you’re very sparing 🤣 I was thinking slightly beyond.
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🤣hehehe!
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What did she do to deserve that?
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just a typical wife.
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😂😂😂 what a cut-up!
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ps: nice voice, Mr B.
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thanks. Mrs B says it’s better turned off completely 🤣
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😆
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Is there anything or anybody that doesn’t make you think of a limerick?
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There’s certainly nothing that stops me thinking of a disaster 🤣 Mostly they come true!
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Ohmygod! You do come up with the best poems!
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thanks
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