Monthly Archives: June 2014


There once was a boy called Mike

Who loved fishing for pike,

one day he leaned over,

and slipped on some clover,

and discovered underwater a bike.



Morning mix

Word of the day:


Suggested usages:

‘It is imbecilic to go pogoing in a minefield’

‘Imbecilic is the new black’

‘I found the latest novel by x imbecilic’

Redefinition of the day:

Angry: Wife of James Gree

Silly poem replacing Limerick of the day

There one was a man from Istanbul,

Who never was able to smile,

His friends grabbed his mouth and began to pull,

and held it in place for a while.


Now the man is happy as can be,

although he cannot frown

and with jobs for smiles very scarce,

he became a clown.