A Crow and a Hoe


A crow that I once knew named Joe
Fell madly in love with a hoe.
A rake wouldn’t do;
Past shovels he flew—
Joe just couldn’t dig ‘em, ya know?

 
Limerick © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Posted on November 11, 2020, in light verse, limerick, Poets & Storytellers United and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.

  1. Goid for Joe and his hoe, guess its a rhyming affair😁

    Much💓love

  2. Love it! Double-entendres and an audible laugh!

  3. Love’s love!

  4. Bwahahaha! Neither rake nor shovel will do, when a bird has its heart set on a good hoe.

    I dig this. 😁

  5. Beverly Crawford

    I absolutely LOVE a good limerick. I have to admit to considering other meanings for a ho and a rake along my way to enjoying this one immensely.

  6. Very amusing, however it had me wondering exactly how!

  7. Total giggles from me!! I loves me a fine limerick.

  8. Lisa at Greenbow

    Hahahahahaha… Love this. Just what I needed to read this morning. Cheers…

  9. Brilliantly clever!
    Loved it – big smile on my face (and audible laughs were heard.)
    Anna :o]

  10. Gave me a chuckle. Several decades ago we lived next door to two sisters and their brother. The brother died. The two sisters were working the small garden patch that Doogie usually worked and planted. Hazel, 91, told me proudly that Sis, 81, was being the planter while she was being the hoer. Two precious old maid school teachers being oblivious to what they just said.

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      Priceless!

      On Thu, Nov 12, 2020 at 11:03 AM Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

      >

      • There was another episode with two other ladies from our church. They had been tasked with finding hosts for each table for the Maundy Thursday meal. Each host was given the name of the apostles. They were having difficulty finding the last 3 or four apostles. These two widowed ladies in their late 70’s stood there in all innocence and announced to the congregation, “We have been looking for two Peters all week long….”. Frankly I do not remember the next words only seeing the congregation attempting to control laughter, shoulders shaking across the sanctuary. Life is good if one just listens.

        • magicalmysticalteacher

          What a hoot! My Big Belly Laugh for the Day! Thanks, Janice.

          On Thu, Nov 12, 2020 at 11:34 AM Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

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  11. lol! the gardener (and the poet) in me is amused!

  12. Joe married like he was buying a work horse, love wasn’t mentioned once. Plus, crows aren’t supposed to dig any deeper than to bring worms to surface, why does he need a hole?
    Poor Hoe.
    This was a cute read, MMT.
    ..

  13. Oh this made me smile! Love it!

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