Within the Backbencher pub
punters find MPs to drub,
but the place is booked out
for TV and devout
supporters of Cabinet Club.
but the place is booked out
for TV and devout
supporters of Cabinet Club.
These are all completely original limericks, I have not used anyone else's work. Please do me the same courtesy. Enjoy, I hope they make you laugh, if only on the inside...
Mix a concoction of spirits,
Throw back a beaker or two.
Discard the ruinous ice bits,
They'll send you straight to the loo.
Pawn off a tipple to Granny,
She's off to a sonorous nap.
Old Pop prefers old sherry,
So sugar it till it's a sweet sap.
Keep some in the fridge for the morrow,
Comes in handy for polishing shoes.
With the rest it is best to drown your sorrow,
And be happy you've run out of booze.
Someone once told me that they
slept all through election day,
despite missing the stump,
claimed notorious triumph
and receive ignominious pay!