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  Funny Shakespeare limericks by Graeme King - original, funny limericks about Will Shakespeare the Bard and his life and times. ©kingpoetry2007.
 

WILL SHAKESPEARE LIMERICKS

My funny limericks on Shakespeare. I wonder how Will would feel about being sent up in funny Shakespeare limericks?

Young Will had a bee in his bonnet:

"I can't seem to find my new sonnet"

"I don't find that queer..."

(Thought Mrs. Shakespeare)

"I think I spilled coffee upon it!"

 

"Will Shakespeare is booted from team!"

The college news headlines did scream

Young Will was caught cheating

Was led away bleating:

"Twas only a Midsummer's Dream!"

 

"I have quite a dual persona"

Said Will to his fishing mate, Jonah

"One's name is Ricardo,

The other's  Edwardo

Two gents, and both live in Verona!"

 

Whilst in an olde tavern one day

They suddenly put on a play

The waiter walked by

And William said: "I

asked for 'omelet' not 'Hamlet' Oi vay!"

 

Will finished his work called 'Othello"

And said "I'm a fabulous fellow

I just wrote a play

and five sonnets today

After lunch I will learn to play cello!"

 

Mrs. Shakespeare yelled: "Where are you?

It's supper time, come eat your stew!"

The Bard rushed on in

And said, wearing a grin:

"I just finished Taming a Shrew!"

 

The Bard was a man amongst men

Wrote sonnets again and again

A cruel witches' curse

Repeated each verse

Iambic, and syllables: ten!

 

The King called the Bard to his court

Demanded his daughter be taught

But the Princess's verses

Were sprinkled with curses

Poor Will was beheaded, for sport!

 

Old Shylock had glee in his eyes

He held up his pound of flesh prize

"I'm feeling no guilt

No blood has been spilt

I learnt a new trick - Cauterize!"

 

"This new King is making me sick

He's ugly and vain and he's thick

It's really absurd

Wanting Richard the Third

When I've already named the play 'Dick'"

 

Young Romeo came on the news

With tears in his eyes did accuse

"Those Capulet scum

Can all kiss my bum"

(then was stabbed by fifteen Montagues)

 

Young Will played Cyrano at tennis

His high-bouncing serve was a menace

But at forty-thirty

He cried "Don't get shirty-

I'm off to write 'Merchant of Venice'!"

 

The Stratford wind blew rather hard

Will's sonnets were strewn round the yard

He cried o'er his loss

And then got so cross

He said "Stuff it - I'm quitting as Bard!"  

 

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