"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw

"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn


Sunday, January 11, 2015

Magpie #253

Photo by Elene Usdin
 
There once was a lass named Aphrodite
Who never left home without her nighties
Said she with a smile
I need them to beguile
So pack them all in my two Samsonites...
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Many thanks to Tess Kincaid  
for Magpie Tales
 

16 comments:

Stephen Hayes said...

Of all the wonderful coupling of words and images you've provided, this just might be my favorite.

Leovi Leovi said...

very funny poem, but nightgowns take up little space when they are seductive, as are short and transparent.

Anita said...

Nice words!
She packed only nighties!
She'll need extra suitcases for other clothes :)

Sandra said...

oh...that is amazing !

Mlissabeth said...

I love that little pun at the end of your limerick.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

That made me chuckle!

Sandee said...

You do these so very well. Now I'm going to be thinking about all the luggage I had back in the day.

Have a fabulous day honey. Big hugs to you and tons of scritches to Miss Lucy. :)

Karen S. said...

Oh yes, very witty and charming this is!

messymimi said...

What a fun post!

Kay said...

what a fun write!

Kutamun said...

She must have headed to West Australia for the mining boom , sadly now ended !

Truedessa said...

This was very funny. Thanks for the laugh very creative.

Mary said...

Enjoyed the playfulness of your rhyme. Fun.
Thanks for stopping by my blog.

~T~ said...

Love the rhymes!

The Blog of Bee said...

I laughed out loud, very loud.....

Amrit Sinha said...

Ha ha ... lovely :-D