If a chap says "Will you light my fire?"
I'd hope that his thoughts would range higher
than a flame for a fag -
I don't like to nag,
but effects from such smoke can be dire!
Written for Tess and her Mag 174 with apologies to Stanley Kubrick.
Come on baby light my fire...
ReplyDeleteThinking on the same plane as Tess! Love this.
DeleteHa ha! Nice!
ReplyDeleteSmart and nimble; well done.
ReplyDeleteCute!
ReplyDeleteJinsky dear, love the thought!
ReplyDeleteMaybe he could not think of anything else...
So clever..and true!! Good combo!
ReplyDelete...and then who knows what may transpire! Very clever, Jinksy. I really like what you did with the photo, too.
ReplyDeletehahahahhaa. surgeon general approved
ReplyDeleteThat is so true......
ReplyDeleteHugs
SueAnn
Hilarious Jinsky! Great limericks! A twist from the normal verses.
ReplyDeleteHank
Is this about the night out in London nightclub youhad with Jim Morrison ?
ReplyDeleteexcellent! Clever image and lines!
ReplyDeleteLove the flash of flame .. and your poem! (hope you added this to The Toads & Jim Morrison challenge)
ReplyDeleteAny kind of fire can lead to unexpected consequences;-)
ReplyDeleteI immediately thought of the song, too!
ReplyDeleteHeehee - nice one. I though of The Doors too!
ReplyDeleteVery clever Penny!
ReplyDeleteI love too how you changed up the photo
and made your words come to light ;D
Certainly sparked up a giggle with me!!
ReplyDeleteI like how you brought the focus straight to the light!
ReplyDeletehaha
ReplyDeleteyou are always a clever one
=)