Jessie's Limerick of the Day

Ed: Sent to us by Stephanie Richardson, we thought our readers would enjoy this Limerick from Jessie

A Limerick which just Grew and Grew

There was a young Miss from Bordeaux
Who desperately wanted a beaux
Tho' she tried and she tried
They all seemed to hide
And she hadn't the chance to say 'No.'

To the shores of our fair Isle she came
With intentions of changing her name
A Miss she was now
'Cos she didn't know how
But a Miss she wouldn't remain

Tho' the road was a wearisome trail
She decided she must find a male
Not necessarily new –
A second hand one would do
Or perhaps even one in a sale!

Then one Thursday in March she met Joan
Who said 'Cheer up and don't be alone -
Come with me and we'll fly
To the W.I.
And we'll find you a man of your own.'

There was Pat in his tatty old hat
And Jack who was short and quite fat
there was Leslie the Loser
And Bertie the Boozer
Then along came a milkman named Matt.

I expect you're wonder why
There were men at the W.I.
This fact needs explaining
Or there might be complaining
They were speakers from March to July.

Now Matt was a very good talker,
Quite handsome, in fact quite a corker.
He could lecture for hours
On tropical flowers
Grown in Mexico, Maine and Minorca.

The end of this tale more a less
Is long overdue I confess
So it was not hard to shout
When Matt asked her out
And she didn't say 'No' she said 'Yes!'

By Jessie Trudgill

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