Just yesterday I heard some of Edward Lear’s limericks on the radio. Apparently the late comedian Ronnie Barker felt that some of his last lines weren’t very strong, so he set about improving them.

So instead of :

There was an Old Man of the Dee,

Who was sadly annoyed by a flea.

When he said I will scratch it,

They gave him a hatchet,

Which grieved the Old Man of the Dee.


Ronnie altered the last line to:

And cut off his leg at the knee.

That set me thinking about limericks, so here’s one of my own.


How cold it is on this barge,

It’s good my pashmina is large.

I’m waving like mad,

But really I’m sad,

I’m fed up of being in charge.



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Mother, grandmother, mainstream poet and short story writer. Started off in life as a teacher, but then moved out of the classroom in to educational administration. Curious about what makes people tick, including my own tickings! I enjoy long walks, thought provoking books, theatre and leading a simple life. I offer a customised poetry writing service for any occasion you might like to mark. Contact me at for a quick quote.

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