The little diddley limerick

The little diddley limerick,

Obscure and thick like a labourers brick what do you say of this limerick?

I have nothing to say! Now go on your way! For i'm tired of this cheesey gimmick.

But Sir, please dont abhor may I bore you some more, if you'll just give a listen 'his eyes all a glisten' surely just one sentence more.

If you dont like what I've said, I'll put it to bed and won't bother you anymore.

Listen to me for then you will see, that this isn't the same old spiel from before.

'claimed the man at the door.'

I looked at that man as polite as I can. You're stealing my time for I am now late to dine, so make it real quick because I know it won't stick. Fire away for we haven't all day lets hear of this old diddley limerick.

The man smiled with a grin because he knew he was in. The words came forth in a flutter and started melting the butter. With gusto and thrall being eurythmic and all.

He gave him the best damn diddley limerick

We all want to know where the story goes so tell me what came of this old diddley limerick?

Well the man late to dine, reluctantly gave him his time and succumbed to that old diddley limerick.  You know what started out a bore, are now the Jehovahs next door

And that's the result of this old diddley limerick.

Let this be a lesson, some leave a lasting impression.

Don't end up like that man at the door

The little diddley limerick.