Summary: Ben Cartwright reflects on his three sons in this quartet of limerick verses.
Rated: K (134 words)
A Quartet of Limericks
My eldest is college-educated.
At times I think that’s over-rated!
His emotional control
And his stone-stubborn soul
Make me doubt that we’re even related!
While my middle boy seems meek and mild,
Slow to wrath, innocent as a child,
Just hurt anything small
And in no time at all,
How you’ll wish you had not got him riled!
My youngest boy’s giggles and laughter
Fill our home from cellar to rafter.
But he’s equally known
As a lad mischief-prone,
Whom, frequently, troubles chase after.
My poetry’s not worth a great lot;
Of me hist’ry records not a jot.
Three fine sons with my name
Are my great claim to fame
And more joy than my heart ever sought.
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That was so funny! I love limericks and enjoy playing around with them. You should add this to the Lorne Greene limerick challenge for his birthday celebration.
I’d forgotten that I’d written this until I’d posted that one in the limerick challenge. These wouldn’t have qualified for that, of course, since the criteria was for something never posted before. 🙂 Thanks for enjoying it with me. I’ve enjoyed yours in the challenge. This is a form you’re really good at!
Ooops, I forgot about the never-published criteria. Oh well, I still enjoyed it a lot.
Thanks, Questfan!
Impressive! Explaining the Cartwright sons in a couple of verses.
Thank you, Elizabeth! Almost no one has even read this, so I’m especially appreciative of your kind review.