Some limericks

The Limerick-Writer

There once was a man who wrote limericks,
Who worked part-time making thin bricks,
When his rhymes wouldn't rhyme,
He lost track of time,
And decided in the end he was sick of it

The Saltie

There once was a saltie at the top of the North,
Who ventured out of the bush and went forth,
He had not gone far,
When he crossed a car,
And ended as a shoe leather part

The Astronaut From Wakefield

There once was a mad man from Wakefield,
Who thought he would live in a space-field,
He built himself a rocket,
But was soon out of pocket,
And went back to dreaming and forgot it

The Impecunious Lady

There once was a lady who needed cash,
She searched and searched and found nothing stashed,
She went to a shark,
Who told her, "Sorry, no ta",
So she sold her car at the mart