A bold constable patrolled alone one night
Upon a man sitting on a grave, fell his sight
‘Why here? He asked in whim
“Actually it’s too hot within!!”
The constable, all pale, just ran and ran in fright!
Once a boy longed to visit the high hillside
“Never, it’s haunted” his mother did chide
Still he went, and saw a man too lost
Boy asked “does here roam a ghost?”
Said he “How would I know? A decade back I died!
A 'limerick' is a style of poetry, with five lines and a strict rhyme scheme AABBA. These poems generally have a humorous intent. The first, second and fifth lines are usually longer than the third and fourth.