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Oliver Philip Dec 2018
A sticky beak.
    Limerick
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A sticky beak from my family.
Tried to dominate the like of me
She’d better soon learn
My lucks on the turn
That my free will’s always been free.
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Written by Philip
December 4th 2018.
A sticky beak defines an Australian person prone to sticking their nose into something that does not concern them.
Brian Dec 2018
I once took a trip to Colorado,
consuming edibles by a grotto.
Trees began to squiggle,
as I started to giggle.
Now I'm an aficionado.
Oliver Philip Dec 2018
When two people are thrown together
                    Limerick
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When two people are thrown together
Cloud indicates some stormy weather
Man and a woman
Are only human.
The friendship could last now forever.
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Written by Philip.
December 2nd 2018.
When two people are thrown together
Oliver Philip Dec 2018
Each rest day I’ll speak to my dear girl.
I love her so much I’m in a whirl.
She treats me so good
That I think I should.
Buy her diamonds or maybe a pearl.
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Written by Philip
December 2nd 2018.
A lovers quandary
Oliver Philip Dec 2018
Melan.
A limerick

A fine poet we know as Melan
Has a genius second to none
Writes as a master
Never disaster
Now is the time to give him a hand.
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Written by Philip.
December 1st 2018.
A limerick for Melan
Oliver Philip Dec 2018
I am a hungry poet
        Limerick
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I am a hungry poet that likes.
Spaghetti bologna every night
He cooks for his self
As part of his wealth
Will now do so the rest of his life.
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Written by Philip.
December 1st 2018.
The hungry poet who likes spaghetti
Oliver Philip Nov 2018
The nurse wheeled her trolly passed my bed.
Thought I was peaceful , thought I was dead
But looks can deceive
And I’m in reprieve.
Comforted by , a good life ahead.
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Written by Philip
December 1st 2018.
I am alive thanks to my nurse.
Oliver Philip Nov 2018
I can see many poets on line.
           A Limerick
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I can see many poets on line.
Their attitude is hard to define.
Minority’s rude.
And I’m not a *****
It’s not so hard to be polite?  
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Written by Philip.
November 30th 2018.
What is it with poets that can’t take sensible advics
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