Oh my, this week’s Limerick prompt – drain – has sent me down a ubend.
Some people will always complain
If having felt the need to strain
You’re in a bit of a rush
To drain with a flush
While people are still boarding the train.
And
I heard my plumber explain
To my wife, what was up with our drain:
‘You’ve a problem with faeces
Which will only increase if
You let him go again and again (and again)
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My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline.
I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy.
I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere.
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It’s OK to flush whilst the train is stationary. We had a meeting last night and the committee passed the motion!
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Are you trying to make a stool of me?
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Please wipe that smile off your face!
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On that subject, I was clearing out some clutter in the attic and found a case full of the kids CCF gear from school. In amongst the camouflage kit and stoves, there was a little polythene bag containing that awful waxed toilet paper. I imagine you had your fill of such luxuries when you served!
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It was certainly tastier than the rations!!!
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Ha! And I though you chaps were spoilt with gourmet meals
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That reminds me of a survival course I ran for some young lads. I delivered their dinner in a large cardboard box and told them they had one hour before they had to be ready for the next phase. The box contained live chickens and fresh vegetables!
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When my daughter was 14 on her first camp the chap in charge produced a live rabbit and wanted a volunteer to kill it and skin it. She was first one to put up her hand. Now she’s the vet!
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There were a lot of vegetarians created that day!
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There seems to be a psychological overlay in this one, but I can’t be certain.
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oh, deep… but maybe hold your nose too
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Ha.
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Your mind is in the toilet this week, Geoff!
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i fear its a right royal flush
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đŸ˜¦ đŸ˜¦
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I am pleased to see that when it came to limericks you felt the need to have a number two today.
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Oh ho ho, v good!
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And the alternative is pain so by all means avoid the stain, do not refrain and use the drain.
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Once again, your explanation avoids the consternation of constipation…
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This was funny!
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You always crack me up!
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It a good way i hope; otherwise it rather sounds as if my work sends you scurrying to accident and emergency…
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In the best way!
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Oh, Geoff, you are incorrigible.
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Me? No, you’re thinking of someone else. Surely!
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