There was once a suspicious girl,
Who always was a twirl,
Her hair around and around,
On the merry-go-round,
The suspicious girl…
There was a boy named Sawyer,
Whose parents were both lawyers,
He had a red ball,
His sister was tall,
But still didn’t know how to open a drawer…
There was a poor man,
Who lived under a dam,
Until a rich woman passing by,
Filled him with wealth and joy,
The thankful, grateful, now wealthy man…
There in English I am learning Limerick’s,
But all it does is gives me kicks,
It’s chapter fifteen,
But I am a teen,
The one and only addicting limericks…
My friend is mean,
She is very lean,
She is tall,
She likes to play basketball,
And she likes to eat green beans…
