Limericks and Lies

A limerick written on paper
Makes a merry and cute little caper
But if read with a match
On fire it will catch
And the words will be lost in the vapour

There once was a girl with no heart
Who knew none of romantical art
Though lovers she had
They all thought her mad
And cruelly they called her a tart

There was a young lady from Wye
Who claimed that, “romance is a lie!
Those kisses and sighs
Bring tears to my eyes
If you tell me you love me, I’ll die!”

There was a young couple from France
Who all would look at askance
Their intimate ways
Would often amaze
But they said, “It’s only a dance.”

A poet, I write word by word
And often the sense is absurd
So softly I speak
My voice is a squeak
And my elegant rhymes go unheard

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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6 Responses to Limericks and Lies

  1. These are wonderful, Frank. Perfect rhythm and fresh/delightful content. Love it.

  2. BroadBlogs says:

    Fun limericks!

    I’m wondering how aromantics experience love. I once had a student who was aromantic. I should have asked her about it (she was also asexual).

    • Frank says:

      I am, of course, not qualified to answer, but I have a theory that it’s not so different from anyone else, but less obsessive and less possessive. But I risk being reductionist again. Romantic love tends to focus heart and mind on an object of affection, often regardless of how much you know or like them. Underneath that, in lasting relationships, is a deeper, more genuine love…

  3. Noora says:

    Loving the melodic flow! Great work, my friend!

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