Couldn’t See That Coming: Limerick


“No outings,” bawls out the government
So go invent your own amusement.”
Self-sufficiency, mind,
Will make you go blind.
For opticians though … a gift heaven sent.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on May 5, 2020, in Limericks, Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Nice tweaking (not twerking). I have to answer here as I’m sticking to the limerick rul over at the Cloud.

    – Esme Cloud tweaking her twerk

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  2. Love this. It’s naughty but nice 💜

    Liked by 1 person

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