my grandad, in amorous mood
didn’t notice the gum granny chewed,
her best-ever bubble
was popped by his stubble,
and now their lips are glued.
Thank you Esther,
for this week’s sticky challenge!
©Jane Paterson Basil
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😀 Very funny!
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Thank you – you wouldn’t believe how long it took me to get it right, and I thought it would be easy to write a limerick with the word “bubble” in it!
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I don’t think this stuff is easy. You forget I bombed Poetry 201!!! 😀
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Thaat’s because you’re a rebel – and you have your own beautiful style which would probably be diluted if you tweaked it. When you write poetry it really speaks.
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Love the image which goes with it 🙂
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Thank you. Unfortunately the face lacks wrinkles, but you can’t have everything…
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Lovely, Jane! Love the idea that grandad still wants a cheeky snog after all these years!
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My idea was that grandma took up chewing bubble gum in an effort to keep him at arms length, because grandad is such a nuisance, but you can’t fit all that into a limerick!
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Haha! I’ve met many women like that, though they usually just claim exhaustion rather than take up chewing gum 🙂
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Three cheers for exhaustion and headaches, the saviours of post-honeymoon, post natal, post-menopausal, disenchanted and disillusioned women all over the Western World.
May the scratched and sagging doors of our clubhouse forever stay closed to you!
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Haha! Ah, you did make me smile there, Jane. I like to keep my sagging clubhouse doors closed at all times!
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I made you smile? You made me laugh out loud! There are various responses I could make, but it’s probably best to leave well alone!
I’ve had a tough day, but your comment has deleted the last of my misery. I’m so glad to know you…
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And I you! Sorry you had a tough day yesterday. Hope today’s better. I’m still smiling at those clubhouse doors …
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I think I may try to squeeze a poem out of them…
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