Limericks from Wordle
BEACH
I’m white as a Snow Angel peach.
It looks like I shower in bleach.
The blanch I’m possessing’s
on par with ranch dressing –
but, sure, let’s head down to the beach.
TORSO
The orzo has gone to my torso,
The tiramisu even more so;
And all that dessert wine
Has altered my waistline,
And now I can’t wear what I wore so.
BROTH
A gourmand enjoying a broth
said, “This is the tastiest froth!
I think it’s the hint
of chocolate mint.”
The chef said, “That’s actually moth.”
GUMMY
“This sandwich is not very yummy.
The texture’s unusually gummy.
The taste wasn’t right
from the very first bite.”
“Well, take off the plastic wrap, dummy!”
WORST
An old German town has been cursed
with a curse that could not be reversed.
Through many replacings
of spices and casings,
their wurst stayed the worst of the worst.
VAULT
The safecracking went without fault;
I stood inside Wolfgang Puck’s vault.
I looked for the jewelry.
He certainly fooled me,
for all that was in there was salt.
Daniel Ari works as a spiritual counselor and psychedelic integration guide. He's studied, written, performed, and published poetry for most of his life. His books include Dandelions, self-published in 2005, and One Way to Ask, published in 2016 by Norfolk Press. His manuscript in progress includes more than 800 limericks from his daily practice of writing one a day for nearly three years. He lives, writes and works in Richmond, CA.
You can see more of Daniel's work in issue 3.2