Three Anonymous Limericks

There was a young woman named Kite, Whose speed was much faster than light, She set out one day, In a relative way, And returned on the previous night. Poems, what a silly thing. They're meaningless and boring, Pointless and rhyme. Who wastes their time, Thinking up ludicrous writing. There once was a grumpy dog,... Continue Reading →

Jack Sprat by Anonymous

Jack Sprat could eat no fat His wife could eat no lean And so betwixt the two of them They licked the platter clean Jack ate all the lean, Joan ate all the fat. The bone they picked it clean, Then gave it to the cat.  Jack Sprat was wheeling, His wife by the ditch.... Continue Reading →

Morning has Broken by Eleanor Farjeon

Morning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for the springing fresh from the word Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung... Continue Reading →

Solomon Grundy by Unknown

Solomon Grundy, Born on a Monday, Christened on Tuesday, Married on Wednesday, Took ill on Thursday, Worse on Friday, Died on Saturday, Buried on Sunday: This is the end Of Solomon Grundy. Charles Perrault published the first edition of his Tales of Mother Goose in France in 1695, which contained the first stories which we... Continue Reading →

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