There was an old mansion house
Whose owner was scared of a mouse
When something went bump
How the owner did jump
And he screamed as he passed right out…
Hallowe’en is on its way… and with it another set of these frightful limericks. I know they are terrible, but they are devilishly fun to write. And you always need something to roll your eyeballs at around this time of the year. Notice I said ‘at’, and not ‘out’. I don’t want to be held responsible for a missing eyeball fiasco now, do I?