Upside Down Limerick

by Kristina Woodhill

There once was a gal with a noodle
So undercooked with it she doodled
Long lines that she drew
Led the way to a zoo
Revealing a rare kangaroodle

The mystery of rare kangaroodles
Professor Mulhanney consootled
Does it crow in the morn?
Does it jump when it's born?
And what's that odd blue thing that tootles?

While viewing that kanga that roodled
An Irish lass shook hard her noodle
This limerick's gone
Down Under, tipped wrong
As the kanga left town with a poodle


Author's Note: Nonsense begetting nonsense. Two more days and my sickness will pass. ;)

Posted on 03/15/2014
Copyright © 2022 Kristina Woodhill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/15/14 at 03:54 PM

Brilliant piece of nonsense if I may say so myself. Thanks for brightening my Saturday Kristina. :)

Posted by Don Matley on 03/18/14 at 04:11 AM

I will be in Australia for the month of May.If I see a kangaroodle I will have him look you up.

Posted by Laura Doom on 03/18/14 at 11:28 AM

I've drawn a blank with Prof. Mulhanney, though I did have an interesting convertasion with Dodi Pangerdoodle in the local zoophanage...

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/18/14 at 01:46 PM

I hope it never passes, this illness of yours is wildly intoxicating and lovely and enchanting all the upside down senses.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/25/14 at 11:36 PM

Just plain fun! You've used your noodle on this one.

Posted by Steve Michaels on 04/28/14 at 07:42 PM

If this is sick, don't get well. It's nice to chortle over a kangaroodle. Everyone should do it at least once.

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