In an effort to jump start my New Year's resolution to write something every, which I haven't been doing, I came up with two limericks for MadKane's limerick off.
The spastic and oft drunk old yegg
Now cannot crack even an egg.
His one friend’s a cop
Who’s really a slop,
But he’ll buy him beer should he beg.
Well, it seems my once faithful muse
Has decided now to abuse
This kindly old scribe,
Who cannot describe
How that babe left me singing the blues.