Missus thought about whether to go,
Looked at grandpa, then spelled it outslow,
“Well, you’ll look like a clown,
And with your luck, you’ll drown,
So on balance, we’ll have to say ‘no'”.
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This limerick may not make much sense on its own, but is the latest in a series. The others may be found here.
Mister Bump 
Poor Grandpa. He’s such a silly old duffer that I can’t help feeling kindly toward him.
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You might not be the only one.
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Who else?
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manana
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Is that mañana or did you misspell banana? 😂
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Me!
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Nope raising my hand ✋
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heheheeh
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Grandma might just be a swimming champ 😉
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hey, there’s a thought
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He’s got to excel at something to impress the missus 🙂
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Missus didn’t hold back there
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if it’s got to be said…
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…it should be said.
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Well, if there is a grand pa like this one I have never met one. Think he is only ever on this blog 🙂 You
know you created a monster????
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he’s insatiable!
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No, I think you,re insatiable for your character lol
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