This limerick comes from a writers’ group where I introduced or reintroduced Roald Dahl to the members of the group. We had a good read of what we could find in Ripley Library. Then we wrote and blimey it was brilliant! I don’t have the other poems to share, but here’s mine!
There was a young lady from Codnor
Whose trumpy behind used to dog her
She farted so fast
It created a blast
And now she’s moved onwards to Bognor.
I haven’t read Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes recently, but that was my inspiration: that and all the other poetry throughout the books.
At home, we’ve had a good go at all those a seven-year-old would relish. I particularly enjoyed reading my son Danny, Champion of the World. Love that book!
(C) Becky Deans 2017