Loopy Limericks

Sorry, I got confused. It’s the Haiku thread where we use the last line of the preceding submission.

Here we go…

Said the maiden to her bashful beau,

-“BB”-

Said the maiden to her bashful beau,
“You have such a lovely chateau!”

Said the maiden to her bashful beau,
“You have such a lovely chateau!”
If you make me your wife

Said the maiden to her bashful beau,
“You have such a lovely chateau!”
If you make me your wife
But … put down that knife

Said the maiden to her bashful beau,
“You have such a lovely chateau!”
If you make me your wife
But … put down that knife
Or I’ll rush you like Mark Gastineau!"

It’s been a brutal winter so far

It’s been a brutal winter so far
Said the actress who lived in her car

It’s been a brutal winter so far
Said the actress who lived in her car
She parked at the mall

It’s been a brutal winter so far
Said the actress who lived in her car
She parked at the mall
Which proved her downfall

It’s been a brutal winter so far
Said the actress who lived in her car
She parked at the mall
Which proved her downfall
Guess she’ll never become a star.

Election workers must all beware

Election workers must all beware
Of the horde from the man with the orange hair

Election workers must all beware
Of the horde from the man with the orange hair
When they shout and they squeal

Election workers must all beware
Of the horde from the man with the orange hair
When they shout and they squeal
And demand an appeal

Election workers must all beware
Of the horde from the man with the orange hair
When they shout and they squeal
And demand an appeal
Then see Taylor Swift, and despair.

I awoke with start from a dream

I awoke with start from a dream
I’d heard every groundhog scream

I awoke with start from a dream.
I’d heard every groundhog scream
That their shadows were glowing

I awoke with start from a dream.
I’d heard every groundhog scream
That their shadows were glowing
Even though it was snowing –

-“BB”-

I awoke with start from a dream.
I’d heard every groundhog scream
That their shadows were glowing
Even though it was snowing –
T’was a nuclear winter-like theme.

A hapless young baker named Phil

A hapless young baker named Phil
Liked to butter his baguette and chill

A hapless young baker named Phil
Liked to butter his baguette and chill
Margarine would not do

A hapless young baker named Phil
Liked to butter his baguette and chill
Margarine would not do
Since he had not a clue