Tess gets us going this week with a grayscale . . .
A cash-strapped young lady called Charlotte
thought "I don't fancy being a harlot.
It would be far from funny
trading favours for money . . .
So I'll flog my LP's down the car-lot!"
Many more Mags over at Willow Manor.
Oh, I'm first! Love your wicked humor Doctor. Your limericks are simply the best!
ReplyDeleteSecond read, second smile, should I go for 3 out of 3? Harlot! Long time since I heard that word used.
ReplyDeleteGuess that's one way to beat the tax man?! LOL :)
ReplyDeleteSome of those vinyl collectibles are worth quite a bit. Glad to see your "wicked" humor back in top form. Of course you were missed :)
ReplyDeleteA very wise young woman!
ReplyDeleteCunning, sprightly and sharp.
ReplyDeleteDifficult to get a limerick to work rhythmically, verbally, humourously and thematically, but this covers all bases perfectly!
ReplyDeleteThe Doc is back - great piece here
ReplyDeleteLovely! A very clever limerick.
ReplyDeleteA giggle a day keeps the doctor at bay? LOVE this little ditty.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the giggles Dr....
ReplyDeleteYou are wonderful! I simply love this and fell about laughing. With all due respect to all poets on this site, only a Brit could manage this! No offence to be taken please!
ReplyDeletegiggles indeed Dr. and thanks for sharing this
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