A Few Nonsense Limericks

There was a young lady of Snead,
Who was far too familiar with greed;
She took all she could,
Never understood,
That wanting young lady of Snead.

There was an old man on a log,
Who imbibed in a bit too much grog;
Crowned himself King of Trees,
Went to war with the bees,
That stung up old man on a log.

There was an old person of Greece,
Whose complaints never seemed to cease;
She’d moan and she’d bawl,
But did nothing at all,
That whiny old person of Greece.