Can it still be 2021?
It’s almost but not quite yet done
‘Twas no 2020
But still I’ve had plenty
And I hope that next year is more fun
A Limerick That Mistakenly Blames A General Sense Of Discontentment On An Abstract Measure Of Time
Can it still be 2021? It’s almost but not quite yet done ‘Twas no 2020 But still I’ve had plenty And I hope that next year is more fun
James Proclaims! 
9 responses to “A Limerick That Mistakenly Blames A General Sense Of Discontentment On An Abstract Measure Of Time”
Nearly there. A (hopefully) happy New Year to Mr Mrs and Miss Proclaims. ‘Are We There Yet?’ / This years been another longe strange trip / The Motherland still in Covid and Boob Boys grip / Yet through it all Bo has kept calm and muddled on / This time next year may both blights be gone.
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Sadly I fear COVID and BoJo are both in it for the long haul however much we’d like to be rid of them
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I’m feeling 22.
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You don’t look a day over 17
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Fantastic title – really like the insight that it contains!
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Never credit me with too much insight
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This is a great limerick, but ‘22 feels like a crap shoot at best. Let’s hope life is happier this time next year.
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Hope is all we have.
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The limerick is nothing but fun
Though Delta ruled 20-2-1
But now it’s Two Two
And I’m telling you
We’re still running from Omicron
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Make 2022 a year of laughter
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