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#31 RachelF

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Posted 25 August 2010 - 10:10 AM

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Posted 25 August 2010 - 11:44 AM

Here's first attempt at a Sydenham limerick;

There was a young stallion from Sydenham
Who was so wild he had yet to be ridden on
Twas no word of a lie
He stood 16 hands high
And some said he looked like Anne Widdecombe

Note no C or P words

Keeping it clean in SE19 (and SE26)

#33 RachelF

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Posted 25 August 2010 - 02:24 PM

very funny!
p.s poor horse looking like Ms 'my nickname is chastity belt Widecombe and I am proud of it' (according to a friend of a friend who worked on one of her election campaigns in the 80s)

Edited by RachelF, 25 August 2010 - 02:27 PM.

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Posted 31 August 2010 - 09:16 AM

Continuing with the local environs theme here's a limerick for Penge:

There was an old hippy from Penge
Who every year went to Stonehenge
Each mid summer's eve
He was hard to retrieve
From the juice of the barley's revenge

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Posted 31 August 2010 - 03:37 PM

There was a man from Penge East
Who every morning would feast
On a carton of Elmlea
And he didn't care who could see
Or that's how it seemed to me at least.
For it to work one probably ought to put hyphens in for who-could-see

This is true! He sits there nursing it like it's a can of elicit early morning beer. Or as a friend pointed out maybe it is beer cunningly (or not) concealed in an elmlea carton. If he's not washed the carton out that takes Bailey's to the limit.
What's barley's revenge?! Beer? Sorry if I am being ignorant. I'm an innocent soul... :) erm make that ignorant again.

Edited by RachelF, 31 August 2010 - 03:38 PM.

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Posted 31 August 2010 - 04:02 PM

What's barley's revenge?! Beer? Sorry if I am being ignorant. I'm an innocent soul... :) erm make that ignorant again.


Tee hee hee RacheIF, am loving the alternative limericks and in answer to your query the juice of the barley is.......dramatic pause......whisky :)

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Posted 31 August 2010 - 07:08 PM

Ok ... my first attempt at verse in 30 odd years..

'There once was a girl from CP
Who hankered after Anerley
She rolled down the hill
It was such a thrill
And set herself up in a Tepee'

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Posted 01 September 2010 - 05:48 AM

very good Summit Lover
Keep them coming!
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Posted 01 September 2010 - 08:56 AM

You covered CP and Anerley in one Summit Lover, very impressive, now do keep 'em coming as we got a lot of localities to cover.

Here's Penge East:

There was a French chef from Penge East
Who knew how to cook up a feast
Some did allege
That his meat and two veg
Were the best you could buy on the piste*

* in this case piste means Crystal Palace Park Road

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Posted 01 September 2010 - 09:58 AM

Ha!

I feel a West Norwood one coming on. It might involve a bit of cheating on the rhyme fronts though (again).
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Posted 01 September 2010 - 10:11 AM

Erm....

'There once was a lad from West Norwood
Who was incredibly forward
He earned many slaps
From both lasses and chaps
For going much further than one should'

Hmm...

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Posted 01 September 2010 - 11:27 AM

Erm....

'There once was a lad from West Norwood
Who was incredibly forward
He earned many slaps
From both lasses and chaps
For going much further than one should'

Hmm...


Brilliant!

Apologies in advance for this, it's all I got for Norbury:

There was a young lady from Norbury
Who had a passion for strawberry
She would often day dream
Of cherry brandy ice cream
To make her dessert a bit more merry

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Posted 01 September 2010 - 01:11 PM

Brilliant!

Apologies in advance for this, it's all I got for Norbury:

There was a young lady from Norbury
Who had a passion for strawberry
She would often day dream
Of cherry brandy ice cream
To make her dessert a bit more merry


V good. Maybe morey (mory? morie? no such word anyway?), as in moreish rather than merry? But who am I to say?!

Edited by RachelF, 01 September 2010 - 01:13 PM.

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Posted 01 September 2010 - 01:24 PM

We are running out of areas...

There was a young cat from Streatham
Who wouldn’t let anyone pet’em
When you tickled her nose
Sometimes she froze
The odds on which often people put a bet on.

Ah the third rhyme is always the killer.

You 'nicked' the forward-Norward rhyme citizen m, but no matter. You can't read my mind! (I hope!) It makes the challenge more challenging.
I am waiting for moderators to plunge in here at any moment on the grounds of this being silliness!
On the other hand maybe we should try and publish a Virtual Norwood silly rhymes pamphlet once we have enough. Maybe Mr Crow on the Hill would stick it in his shop. Or not...
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Posted 01 September 2010 - 02:58 PM

We are running out of areas...

There was a young cat from Streatham
Who wouldn’t let anyone pet’em
When you tickled her nose
Sometimes she froze
The odds on which people'd put a bet on.

Ah the third rhyme is always the killer.
You 'nicked' the forward-Norward rhyme citizen m, but no matter. You can't read my mind! (I hope!) It makes the challenge more challenging.
I am waiting for moderators to plunge in here at any moment on the grounds of this being silliness!
On the other hand maybe we should try and publish a Virtual Norwood silly rhymes pamphlet once we have enough. Maybe Mr Crow on the Hill would stick it in his shop. Or not...


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