LIMERICK LOUNGE

[Kittiee Katt]

Food never finds my thighs,
Because im so small in size.
At five foot three,
There's not much of me,
But my hubby still thinks I'm a prize.

 

[Kittiee Katt]

85 pounds is just bloody tiny.
Because of my hight, in a crowd you won't find me.
I'm below all the rest,
But I have it best,
Because of my brilliant hubby.

 

[ShadowP]

So what makes you think I have a wife?
There's much better things to have in life!
Freedom, and livin',
And tanks with the fish in!
And more happiness with so much less strife!

 

[Kittiee Katt]

I find life much better with two,
As a couple there is more we can do.
I say "hubby please"
And he comes to lift me,
To the top shelf to get the fish food.

 

[ShadowP]

For one who said she's as short as an elf,
If he'd not place it high on the shelf,
You might do better,
As a real go getter!
You could go get it down all by yourself!

 

[Kittiee Katt]

All of that effort? I wouldn't.
Getting a chair? I couldn't.
You see I am sick,
So my life is a pr***
And if I want to get better, I shouldn't.

 

[ShadowP]

What I'm going to say might sound cruel.
If you can't find a chair, use a stool.
Your hubby's no slave.
You'll drive him to his grave.
But you seem as stubborn as an old mule.

 

[Kittiee Katt]

I'm underweight now hear,
I'd be dead without hubby near.
He cooks my meals,
For 'special deals'...
Like not nagging all day in his ear.

 

[Kittiee Katt]

I will now be turning off the light.
Fed the fish? The cats? Alright!
I'll rest my head,
As I go to bed,
So I'll catch y'all tomorrow, goodnight.

 

[Kittiee Katt]

Come on Shadow you're getting quite slack.
Been here to check up but no limerick back?
Think 'bout it dude,
Isn't that kinda rude?
Unless your brain's starting to crack.