Two Limericks



 My entries from last week's Madkane Limerick-off


 Immodest Proposal
  
   The mosquito wore a loud tie.
   I suppose you want to know why.
   In the swamp dark and damp,
   It flashed like a lamp:
   “Looking to mate? I'm your guy.”
  
  
   ’S Wonderful, ’S Avarice
  
   Matilda was trying to tie
   The knot with a very rich guy.
   But the tycoon, Larry,
   Did not wish to marry,
   Put off by the greed in her eye.

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