Nickers and Ink: Swearing-Out His Welcome

Tuesday

A Wayne on Our Resources

Swearing-Out His Welcome –

A Limericked Tune on a Bloated Buffoon

There once was a fellow named Wayne,

Who spoke just in words most profane.

He’d drop the big bomb,

With motions aplomb,

And leave us with major migraine.

His small talk did burnish his shine,

As shelter we’d seek from malign.

The shadow he cast

Would leave us aghast

And cause us to make a beeline.

This clod, he would clatter and cuss,

And fume up his face in a fuss.

But never you mind,

For we're disinclined

To bid him with us to discuss.

c2009 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Posted for a variety of prompts:

Easy Street Prompts (“small talk”)

Heads or Tails (“motion”)

Mad Kane (“There once was a fellow named Wayne…”

Meme Express (Pick a Prompt)

Simply Snickers (“shadow,” “shelter” and “shine”)