Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

Oh my god...that sounds awful, are you sure you're ok?

Yeah, fine thanks. Luckily it had stopped by the time I hit him! He was pulling out of his driveway across the pavement as I was going past. It gave the poor chap the fright of his life as I shot across his bonnet.

[Hes]

Ha ha. I'm sure there would be a queue of volunteers from here to help you out another time!

I'm just a wuss and can't stand getting cold tootsies!

Ha ha...I wish! No seriously, that wasn't meant to sound as dodgy as it does. It was just daft that I couldn't make any extremities work. I get that on the motorbike in winter when I can't even get in the house cos I can't make the key turn in the lock!

[Hes]

Yeah, fine thanks. Luckily it had stopped by the time I hit him! He was pulling out of his driveway across the pavement as I was going past. It gave the poor chap the fright of his life as I shot across his bonnet.

Hmmm...still sounds like a very narrow escape. You take care mister, we don't want to lose you.

[Hes]

Hey HHH, I got told this limerick last night and it made me think of your post about risking it for the biscuit.

There once was a young man called Paul,
Who went to a fancy-dress ball.
He thought he would risk it
And go as a biscuit,
But a dog ate him up in the hall.

[Harry H Howgill]

Hmmm...still sounds like a very narrow escape. You take care mister, we don't want to lose you.

Don't you worry. I'm planning on being around for a long time yet.

Plenty of races to run
Plenty of poems to write
Plenty more hours of fun
Plenty more posts tonight.

There you go! Nearly as quick as TM. Although he'd have managed 3 verses in this time.

[Harry H Howgill]

Hey HHH, I got told this limerick last night and it made me think of your post about risking it for the biscuit.

There once was a young man called Paul,
Who went to a fancy-dress ball.
He thought he would risk it
And go as a biscuit,
But a dog ate him up in the hall.

Brilliant! A poetic night in the pub it sounds like. Practicing for the FPS meet hey?

[Hes]

Don't you worry. I'm planning on being around for a long time yet.

Plenty of races to run
Plenty of poems to write
Plenty more hours of fun
Plenty more posts tonight.

There you go! Nearly as quick as TM. Although he'd have managed 3 verses in this time.

Very good, you are quick!

harry h howgill
always in first position
a racing poet

[Hes]

Brilliant! A poetic night in the pub it sounds like. Practicing for the FPS meet hey?

You betcha!

Just found this, seems very apt!

There was a young lady named Bright,
Whose speed was much faster than light.
She set off one day
In a relative way,
And returned the previous night.

[Harry H Howgill]

You betcha!

Just found this, seems very apt!

There was a young lady named Bright,
Whose speed was much faster than light.
She set off one day
In a relative way,
And returned the previous night.

I just Googled for a cycling Limerick for you and came up with this...

http://www.limerickcc.com/

Can't see a poem anywhere. Bloody rubbish!

[Harry H Howgill]

harry h howgill
always in first position
a racing poet

That's brill. Thanks.