My poetry class this week had us writing limericks. Here are a couple of my silly products. As I learned in the webinar I completed today, “Nothing about aging requires maturity.”
The first two do sort of relate to “My Father’s House.”
There once was a baby named Mona
Whose beginning was really a boner
She grew pretty fat
Wore glasses at that
But her mother bestowed a corona
And then there’s:
There once was a lady named Jennie
Who shone like a bright copper penny
Her body was slim
Her demeanor quite prim
But her naughty thoughts really were many
And finally, an end to this silliness
There once was a house full of people
atop of which there was a steeple
Waiting in side
A rather shy bride
whose groom looked at her though a peephole
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funny MOna !
Yesterday I collected 3 CEs doing a webinar on the health advantages of humor and laughter. I guess this may qualify…. ?
giggles!
Giggles are the best!