Limericks
by Joe Thompson

A scientist, brilliant but poor,
said “I’ll clone myself once, but no more.”
But each clone that he cloned,
cloned a clone of its own-
Now he can’t even get to the door.


A talented sculptor I know
once sculpted a woman from snow.
He said that he loved her,
and always thought of her,
but he knew in the spring she would go.


There once was a woman quite fair
who had more than her fair share of hair.
It is often recalled that her father was bald.
But her mother, you see, was a bear.


A man I knew found that his stress
was much less when he dressed in a dress.
His wife only said
“You’d look better in red,
and your nails, my dear, are a mess.”

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