"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


Monday, June 01, 2015

Magpie Tales #272

Photo by Toni Frissell
 
There once was a lass named Esther
Who swam while encased in polyester
She'd dive in the water
Just like a river otter
Saying "Go away I hate being pestered"
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Be sure to thank Tess Kincaid for
creating Magpie Tales!

13 comments:

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

I like the humor!

Helena said...

hee hee hee......I'm a polyester kinda gal, too..... and I'm so with you on the Google+ stuff!

Sandra said...

........:)nice!

messymimi said...

Sometimes you have to find a unique way to get away from it all!

kaykuala said...

A wonderful limerick with all the lighter mood thrown in!

Hank

Kutamun said...

A new slant on Charles Kingsleys water babies ...

Chris D said...

A limerick!!! You win!!!

Elena Sands said...

Hilarious! I love it. Bonus points for writing a limerick. Good on ya. :-)

Karen S. said...

Off to the winner's circle for you!

Theresa Milstein said...

Fun read!

Tess Kincaid said...

Thanks for the giggle!

Bekkie Sanchez said...

A form! Lol! I loved your Limerick what a giggle!

Michael said...

haha. good times