Poetic Post #4

A Comfortable Bed was the Ending of Ned

Happy Tuesday, readers!

Today’s Poetic Post is the quickest read yet. There’ll be a few of these in weeks to come, because I love a limerick.

(As always, you can read about the context for these bonkers poems here.)

Quick to read, quick to write, limericks are good, harmless fun (unless you write nasty, harmful limericks, of course. If you do, please send them my way).

Kids are normally familiar with the form, too (even if they’ve not heard the term ‘limerick’, they’ll almost certainly have heard or read one), which is why I sometimes make limericks the focus of writing workshops with upper Key Stage 2 children on school visits.

Despite being short (the limericks, not the kids), they’re not immediately easy for children to write, as they require an understanding of rhythm and scansion. Children often trip up on this at first, as they tend to get carried away with the infectious silliness that trying to write limericks invokes (and the fact such silliness is permitted in class, for once!). But it’s great to see the satisfaction on their faces when they begin to get the hang of it and nail a line!

So, without further ado, here is today’s. I hope you enjoy it – and why not post your favourite limerick in the comments?

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A Comfortable Bed was the Ending of Ned

There once was a fellow called Ned,

Who owned the world’s comfiest bed.

But the problem was such:

He loved sleeping so much,

That people assumed he was dead.

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As always, thanks for reading!