July/August 2025 Limerick Laughs Winner and Runners-up

Poor Daddy forgot to get up!
His coffee is still in the cup!
We will jump on his bed
While the funnies are read.
He sure will be glad we showed up!

Congratulations to Karen Dlugos of Latrobe, Pennsylvania, who won $25 for this limerick based on Sunday Funnies, Jack Welch’s Post cover from December 20, 1947.

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 of our other favorite limericks from this contest, in no particular order:

“This really is relevant news:
Last night there was Saturday booze,
So no one’s in shape fer
Reading Sunday’s newspaper.
Now press your clock’s button to ‘Snooze’.”
—Denise Nipps, Peoria, Illinois

Our Daddy knows just what we need,
And we rush up to him with great speed
With paper in hand.
He’s the only man
In our house we know who can read.
—Ronald Vavak, Los Alamitos, California

The team tries to decipher the bubble.
Li’l Abner, it seems, is in trouble!
There is no time to waste,
So the duo makes haste.
Get to Daddy right now — on the double!
—Sjaan VandenBroeder. Stockton, California

With my kids I do constantly plead.
At six in the morning? Indeed!
But they bring me the news
And share their own views.
Oh why did I teach them to read?!
—Rudy Landesman, New York City, New York

Daddy, uncover your head!
We know ’xactly what Mommy just said.
She’ll bring toast and juice,
Then you’ll have no excuse
Not to read us the funnies in bed.
—Marcia Gunnett Woodard, Swayzee, Indiana

Through the door came young brother and sis,
With news much too crucial to miss.
They alerted their folks:
“Sunday’s paper has jokes!”
And what news could be better than this?
—Justin O’Connor, Leeds, Massachusetts

Sunday held the best news for Fred,
Robe astray, covers up to his head:
Extra hours of sleeping,
Till his heirs came in creeping
Demanding the comics be read.
—Dolores M. Sahelian, Mission Viejo,  California

Let’s see if daddy’s awake.
His sleep should end for our sake.
We need him right now,
For mom won’t allow
Any noises her earplugs can’t take.
—Ron Johnson, Tacoma, Washington

“It’s five twenty-five,” muttered Dad
To his children, Matilda and Brad.
“But the papers have come,
And you did promise Mum
That you’d read us the cartoons they had.”
—Noel Billington, Kilgeever, Ireland