Atomic Systems

...Easier down... There was a young lad of Wapping, Full of spirit and was always hopping, One day he disappeared, And one and all quite feared, He'd had a bit of trouble at stopping. Because our poor little Bill, Lived upon a high hill, So that momentum, Seemed to prevent'im, Reversing, through la...

...Much ado about nudding...

There was a proud young lady of Trieste,
Who was very particular how she dressed,
Said, "I believe it quite rude,"
"To go about nude,"
"Besides, mamma, would not be impressed!"

Algernon.

...He's no hypocrite...

There was a bad old man of Sienna,
Who was an unapologetic old sinna,
Boasted, "I once tried to be good,"
"But I never quite could,"
"However, with sin, I was onto a winna."

Algernon, who never could.

...Hopping mad in Kent... There's a certain Young Lady of Kent, Who, for limerickists, is heaven-sent, For the style of the genre, Isn't at all beyond ya, If you grasp rhymes relating to Kent. Unfortunately, She's not in the least amused, And reckons that She's poetically misused, But living in Ken...

...She couldn't gallop...

There was a young woman of Nether Wallop,
Who loved cakes with cream by the dollop,
Sadly, she sighs,
"The size of my thighs,"
"Causes me to move with a nether lollop."

Algernon.

...Ah, the old '9 months flu'...

There was a young lass of Lochiel,
Who fell for a fellow's smooth spiel,
Now she's looking quite glum,
This prospective mum,
With a condition she can no longer conceal.

Algernon, who only gives birth to verse.

...More in Hope, than angster...

I've been scratching my head in vain,
Are my poetical skills on the wane?
Is there a glimmer of hope?
Hmmm, ummm, well, nope,
Isn't that such a crying shame?!

Algernon, who is a shameless scriber.

Run Rooster, run Rooster, run, run, run,
David's acomin', with 'is pun, pun, pun,
I 'eard 'im mutter,
'E wants you for 'is supper,
Run Rooster, run Rooster, IN 'S TUM, TUM, TUM!

Algernon.

...The Bye of the Tiger... I had a pet tiger, cute and small, He was absolutely no bother at all, But I'm afraid he grew, As did his appetite, too, Leading often to a nasty close call. Now I'm racked with guilt and pity, And I miss my little tiger, so pretty, 'Cause I gave him to a zoo, Well, what ...

...The old crockin' dear...

There was a hip Old Lady of Kent,
Who went to a Stones' Reunion event,
To her utter surprise,
Right in front of her eyes,
The Stones on the stage,
Were showing their age,
With many wrinkles quite prevelent!

Algernon.

Who remembers scrolling banner and blinking text, too.


Cheers Bazza.

...The cup that squares...

While it's tea that pleases me,
It's just not your 'cuppa tea',
So help yourself,
For on that shelf,
Is a jar of ground coffee.

Algernon.

...The cup that cheers...

That's too dark for me,
I'd better let it be;
A better path,
Enjoy a laugh,
And a nice cuppa tea.

Algernon, reflecting on his image.

...Life, debagged 2...

Life is full of farcical gibes,
And Travesty too, resides,
Whether Lord or Wretch,
They equally fetch,
Upon Life's rocky shore,
Where Fickle Fate has instore,
Chaos, and Havoc, Evermore.

Algernon, who thought to brighten up your day.

...Life, debagged...

Life is full of farcical gibes,
Where travesty never hides,
Our vanities driven,
Nor our deeds striven,
No matter, lord or wretch,
Tis our Fate we fetch,
As Life ebbs and flows in tides.

Algernon.