Limericks by the Line

Add a line, copying what came before yours so we have a full limerick every fifth post.

There once was a writer of verse...

There once was a writer of verse...
whose mind was a quandry of terse...

There once was a writer of verse...
whose mind was a quandry of terse...
Till she found a great site

There once was a writer of verse...
whose mind was a quandry of terse...
Till she found a great site
That made her free as a kite

There once was a writer of verse...
whose mind was a quandry of terse...
Till she found a great site
That made her free as a kite
till she floundered on averse tra-verse.

There once was a most brilliant turkey

There once was a most brilliant turkey
who disguised as a moose did lur-key (you knew that was coming!)

There once was a most brilliant turkey
who disguised as a moose did lur-key (you knew that was coming!)
so filled with afront

he deemed it wise to punt (not my first rhyme choice but i had to keep to decency--s6)

There once was a most brilliant turkey
who disguised as a moose did lur-key
so filled with afront
He deemed it wise to punt
And now that lurking turkey is jerky!

There once was a maid from Des Moines

There once was a maid from Des Moines
The convent she wanted to join

There once was a maid from Des Moines
The convent she wanted to join
But one look at their rules

There once was a maid from Des Moines
The convent she wanted to join
But one look at their rules
Made her say they were fools

There once was a maid from Des Moines
The convent she wanted to join
But one look at their rules
Made her say they were fools
yet mother will still make me coins