Limericks by Anthony Bowden
There was a young vicar called Herman, |
Who came here to preach his first sermon; |
He failed to enthuse |
The folk in the pews, |
Because he could only speak German. |
The Mad Hatter said to the Hare: |
"I think someone's taken my chair". |
Said Alice: "I see-- |
And who might that be?" |
"Myself", said the Hatter, "so there!" |
There was an old mathematician, |
Who had a profound intuition; |
A smart operation |
Called multiplication |
Would speed up the task of addition. |
There was a young girl called Felicity |
Whose body gave off electricity; |
It produced enough wattage |
To power her cottage, |
And earned her a lot of publicity. |
When Jesus turned water to wine, |
The crowd thought it tasted just fine. |
A rich connoisseur |
Remarked with hauteur: |
"It's vintage BC 29!" |
There was an American resident |
Who'd long had a wish to be President, |
But the modest amount |
In his savings account |
Was probably why he felt hesitant. |
I once heard a wise observation |
On how to improve education: |
If children have ardour, |
They'll want to try harder-- |
They just need enough aspiration. |
A bright undergraduate's query |
About relativity theory |
Was met with a dry |
Professorial sigh: |
"Just study your lecture notes, dearie". |
A funeral rite was progressing, |
And the priest was pronouncing his blessing, |
When the coffin lid rose, |
The worshippers froze, |
And a voice cried: "I'm dead? How distressing!" |
There was a composer called Handel, |
Who said to a rival: "You vandal! |
You've arranged my Messiah |
For an all-female choir-- |
I think it's an absolute scandal!" |
"In Britain", said Julius Caesar, |
"I faced the odd tactical teaser. |
One tribe gave me grief, |
So I captured their chief |
And slaughtered the stubborn old geezer". |
The newspaper headline said "Shame! |
Loose morals of Queen are to blame!" |
It intended to slate |
Not our dear Head of State, |
But the well-known rock band of that name. |
© Anthony Bowden. Reprinted by permission