Three Limericks By Yours Truly! Poem by Dawn Ferrett

1

A hunter, whilst riding to hound,
Said, 'To catch a fox I am bound! '
But his horse took a fall
As he jumped a high wall.
Now they wheel him along on the ground!

2

I often heard grandmother mutter
That she once set men's hearts aflutter.
Her demeanour, so sweet,
And her figure, petite,
Caused eloquent suitors to stutter!

3

A Jane Austen fan named Eliza
Clung to maidenhood just like a miser.
But she goes to bed nightly
With Darcy or Knightley
And no-one is any the wiser!