What a rollicking night to be had.
Oh, this little one’s badder than bad.
She will muss; she will fuss.
If she could, she would cuss.
What a girl! She’ll be just like her dad.
Congratulations to Helen Ksypka of Eliot, Maine, who won $25 for her limerick describing Howard Scott’s Early Morning Feeding from the cover of our January 27, 1945, issue.
If you’d like to enter the Limerick Laughs Contest for our upcoming issue, submit your limerick via our online entry form.
Here are some more great limerick entries from this contest, in no particular order:
Now the trouble with feeding a child
Is his guts then proceed to go wild.
So the best thing of all
Is to just let him bawl
If you don’t want your nostrils defiled.
—Bob Turvey, Bristol, United KingdomThere stood a tired man with his son
Who’d been crying since quarter past one.
Now at half past three
He was wishing that he
Had left the loud lad to his mom.
—Paul White, Olathe, KansasFred wanted to join the fraternity
Of men who embrace their paternity.
But the two o’clock feedings,
Met with unwelcome greetings,
Seemed to lengthen the task to eternity.
—Karen Dansereau, Warren, Rhode IslandDaddy is certainly tryin’
To get baby’s eyes to be dryin’,
But soon the tear wiper
Will have to change diaper.
Then it will be his turn for cryin’.
—Scott Talbot Evans, Rochester, New YorkI love our wee toddler, but yet,
I do have to say with regret —
His screaming like this
Means that something’s amiss.
His blanket’s with wee a wee wet.
—Rudy Landesman, New York City, New YorkThe baby is crying full throttle
Because daddy was late with his bottle.
It was half past the hour —
All the milk had gone sour.
So much for the perfect role model.
—Dineen Lovasco, Ridgewood, New YorkSo cute in her darling pink dressing,
She should have been Dad’s greatest blessing.
But, as sweet as she seemed,
No one could have dreamed
She could utter a cry so distressing.
—Nora Straub, Lillington, North CarolinaThe feeding — dad’s ultimate test.
With a gulp he embarks on his quest.
Most seek out compliance
With nutritional science,
But he wasn’t keeping abreast.
—Gennadiy Gurariy, Milwaukee, WisconsinWhat’s wrong? I do not have a clue.
I’ve done everything I can do!
I’m tired of trying
To make her stop crying.
I soon might be shedding tears too.
—Joyce Petrichek, Finleyville, Pennsylvania
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