Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Sweaty limerick (how the prince found his bride)

a gal who was covered in sweat
wouldn't use 'the word' to win a bet.
nose in the air she drawled it slow
only horses sweat, women glow.
and the prince wed the gal he'd just met.


© 2011 Padmavani Karkera

A limerick. May not be technically perfect. Perhaps even far from it, but it sure was fun! :)

Wrote this in response to the Sweaty limerick prompt by Madeleine Begun Kane 

Mad Kane (Madeleine Begun Kane) is a writer, musician, and "recovering lawyer." She won the Robert Benchley Society Award For Humor and enjoys writing limericks, song parodies, and current events haiku. Her political humour blog is here.

6 comments:

  1. This is priceless Padmavani! I will share it with my daughters, who hate to perspire, and will also find it extremely amusing!
    I have never been able to write in response to a prompt and think it takes a special kind of brilliance to do so. Well done!

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  2. Thanks for your fun contribution to this week's Limerick-Off. I hope you'll be a regular participant. (I post one each week on Sunday/Monday.)

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  3. Awesome! You really have some fabulous talent Padmavini! Loved being here.

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  4. Thank you all :) It was a fun exercise for me!

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