Late-Night Limericks

A writer once sought to amuse
But her laptop, to function, refused.
She’d turn it on late
Just to catch an “update.”
-Thus, the fate of a tool that is used.

There once was a man named McGill
Whose life was devoid of a thrill.
He therefore applied
For a mail-order bride.
Now, married, awaits a thrill, still.

Young Charlie perpet’ally moaned
For, he hated to be left alone.
“I’m scared,” he’d complain,
Till his parents remained,
Wond’ring if they could get him a clone.

There once was an eager young tot
Who asked for a working robot.
It arrived, as he wished
Babbl’ng perfect Engrish.
Now the tot’s lexicon’s about shot.

10 thoughts on “Late-Night Limericks

  1. D. Avery @shiftnshake April 15, 2018 / 5:07 am

    a writer wrote limericks for fun
    thought she soon would be done
    but she soon found
    couldn’t put the pen down
    twas hard to stop at just one

    That was a fun post!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. lynnetteok April 16, 2018 / 3:32 am

    I love limericks. They’re always fun regardless of the topic. These are wonderfully done! Thank you for sharing them 😁

    Liked by 1 person

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