Just Belt It Out!

I know, I know. I haven’t posted a clothing limerick in a long time. I got stuck on one and with it sitting in my head half-formed, there hasn’t been enough brain-space for working with new ideas. I need to get it out of my head, so here are two versions.


The young cat found a belt he was sure
Would look smashing against his dark fur.
But he cinched it so tight
That his head felt quite light
And his vision soon started to blur.


The young panther was fond of his belt,
How it glittered against his black pelt.
But he cinched it so tight
That his head grew quite light
And his hind legs he no longer felt.

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