Limerick, Poem

Going Ape

Written for Esther’s Laughing Along
With A Limerick #234
with the prompt
word  ‘trail’. This is my limerick.

Image by Me & ChatGPT

My monkey loves running in races
He runs in all different places
But he tripped on his tail
and fell flat on the trail
Making all sorts of ridiculous faces

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This is “Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey” by the Beatles

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25 thoughts on “Going Ape”

  1. Everybody loves a good limerick, and a great song … no limerick, but here’s a song … sorry, I’m off to bed, my computer has been in and out of Internet Connection, I’m frustrated and worn out …

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      1. Thank you, I’m awake, more or less, but more is best. I’ll address my computer after more rest, maybe when I get dressed the full moon will help my question … 😊😴

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      1. Yep, Momo and me have a pack we made after our last two surgeries. Broken hip= put down, Broken Arm-same, Broken back=immediate end, and it goes on. We always carry a side arm, just in case.

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