However, I did write this one (changed from an old first line of Madeleine’s).
A senior, I still like to date
But it is unlikely I’ll mate
I’m still doing fine
But I’m ninety-nine
And I certainly won’t procreate.
By Kay Davies
And this week, I couldn’t think of anything, but my husband did. Then Madeleine sent him a message inviting him back another time.
A fellow was planning to wed
A girl who was all in his head
He thought, “No big deal
if she is unreal,
At least she won’t nag me in bed.”
By Richard Schear
Isn't he just too, too bad? Well, Madeleine thought he was okay as a limerickist, but didn't comment on his husbandly qualities.