Extraordinary Neighbor
Across the street lives a guy named Gary
To Sharin’ Sharon long ago he did marry
When I ask his help he never does tarry
I find him to be very extraordinary
And happy he is not imaginary


Across the street lives a guy named Gary
To Sharin’ Sharon long ago he did marry
When I ask his help he never does tarry
I find him to be very extraordinary
And happy he is not imaginary



There is a gal named Sharon
For friends she’s always a carin’
Once she thought and she thought
Of the cantaloupes she bought
And said with neighbors I’ll be sharin’
Sharon is never gloomy or glum
And would share with you her last crumb
She never grumbles or groans
Nor mumbles or moans
Tell me where her kindness comes from

Sharon is my neighborhood friend
For many things on her I depend
When I feel a bit frail
She picks up my mail
To her love and best wishes I send
“There is no possession more valuable than a good and faithful friend.” Socrates
“It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.” Marlene Dietrich

Her fans begged Ladysighs to sing
Some delight to us please do bring
First she cackled then she cluckled
Behind her back how they chuckled
And said she was but a ding-a-ling
Ladysighs said I tried my best
And I thank you for the request
That you thought I sang bad
Will never make me mad or sad
If you can sing better be my guest
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When I sing I feel happy. When friends listen to me I feel lucky.

One night Lady Sighs had a great urge
To perform a funeral dirge
Those hearing her voice
Had only one choice
And soon her song they did purge

Young St.Patrick he wanted a pet
To find a nice dog off he set
On a stray he gave tugs
And sweet Irish hugs
He now has a pet you can bet

A stray dog felt a tug on his neck
He turned round and round for to check
Found a lad dressed in green
Who seemed nice and not mean
I’ll make him my pet what the heck

There once was a lady named Lily
Who lived on a road called Piccadilly
When receiving a threat
Of her upcoming death
She sighed this is perfectly silly

In a garden we made a foolish wish
We asked for fruit in a dish
Our wish was a waste
With a terrible taste
It felt like a scrunch and went squish
I found a new blogger to follow. Laughing Along with a Limerick. I’m not clever at writing limericks but will try one anyway.

I once had a naughty little brother
Who ate my candy canes one after another
But now that they’re gone
I’ll order more from Amazon
And hope brother gets a spanking from mother

There once was a turkey named Fred
Who thought he soon would be dead
But would you believe
He received a reprieve
And roast ham was served instead
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