Limericks by Ashwath Srikant

When rushing to school, he paused to rattle off a couple of limericks that he had made up. That night, I asked him to pen some and here is the fruit of his effort:

I saw a boy
Whose name was Roy
He was drinking water
Sitting near a potter
And then he bought a clay toy

I saw a cat
Running on a mat
It slipped there
And lost some hair
And now it looked less fat


While making dosa in the pan
I stood talking to a man
He was very kind
And had a good mind
His birthday, it seems, was in Jan

I sent many mails
To my friend Alex Hales
He soon replied
That he will give me a ride
While riding we saw a man doing sales

A dangerous thing is the phone
It affects the backbone
People get addicted to it
And become very unfit
And because of this they are all alone

You may think a useful thing is the laptop
But you never know when it will pop
It gives information
About every single nation
Once you're addicted you can never stop