When I wrote my first limerick yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised by all the positive feedback. I even had a couple of people post limericks in response.
Then later that evening my little dog inspired another limerick; and then just before bed another came to mind. It’s funny (but not surprising) how things like this come to me in threes. So I thought I’d share these two additional limericks today.
There was a cute dog who played ball
When chasing he’d give it his all
Then back he would trot
To the ball throwing spot
Whether spring, winter, summer, or fall
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There once was a king who loved God
And he danced in a linen ephod
Then scoff did his wife
She envied his life
And his joy she forever thought odd