I am, here, questing into the question of the SidevieW theme which is ‘The question’.
A quote from Shakespeare which is often used in our household relates to one of those.
You see, Border Collie siblings Tess and Toby look very similar, so when one is seen (or not seen, following their proclivity for climbing or burrowing or jumping their way out of enclosures) the exclamation often emerging is,
‘Toby or not Toby, that is the question?’
The result might be, “Ah, ‘tess Toby, Toby sure!” or “No, ‘tess not Toby at all, but ‘tess Tess the Tessicated Coconut.” I call her a tessicated coconut because … er … um … ah … because I can! *frigidly* No, the question of my sanity does not come into it.
Now, on the question of my current entries to Mad Kane’s Limerick-Offs, using the given first lines:
A man who was rather ill bred
Disgustingly gorged when he fed;
At a restaurant, five star,
Flattened all caviar
‘-A bill’ he got was quite ‘incred-’!
A fellow who liked to bake bread
Was henpecked, and frequently said,
‘I do need to knead,
Replacing the deed
Of squishing my dear wife instead!’
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