(a Collection of Fine Limericks)

I had a rooster named Fred
Who flapped around everyone's head
A farmer got him
And promptly shot him
So now Rooster Fred is quite dead.

I had a neighbour named Clout
That he's a jerk, there's no doubt.
He ate up my cat,
And that was that
Now there's no neighbour named Clout.

My kitten was really sick
Because he had a habit to lick
Everything he saw,
Even if it was raw,
(Clout ate him and died really quick.)

I had a piggy named Boink.
Whenever he bounced, he'd go "Oink."
He bounced far away,
And I heard him say,
As he went along: "Oink, Boink."