The official aimless Limerick thread
I thought since we're all up in coups
successfully writing haikus
we could all take a break
for sanity's sake
and just make these up in lieu
The most basic explaination for writing limericks is that the first, second, and last lines rhyme with each other while the third and fourth lines rhyme independently from the other lines. The third and fourth lines are shorter than the others, and are typically 5-7 syllables. The first, second, and last lines are typically 7-9.
Mine:
There once was a girl with a flute
whose jokes were always such a hoot
friends always did laugh
though many were daft
that girl was of course quite cute
holiday parties galore
always end up such a chore
trying to bake
a nice chocolate cake
no Courtney treats at the store
there once was a vegwebber named Kate
whose stomach with Avocado grew great
the father's AC
who knew that could be?
married life cannot be their fate.
Your turn!
I really just did realize
that this thread's temporary demise
must have been due
to my thyme that was askew
for my last post didn't please any eyes
There was a young hottie named Bruno
who said, "There is one thing I do know.
Men are just fine,
and women divine,
but llamas are numero uno."
For all you animal-lovers out there ... this is one of my mother's wicked limericks.
My daughter's a cute little squirt,
Eating lunch in her pink owl shirt.
I tickled her toes,
boogers flew out her nose,
so I wiped off her face with my shirt.
True story!!! Ha Ha!
My baby loves vegan baked beans,
when I open the can she just screams!
That having been said,
thru her GI tract they sped,
and you can all guess what that means.
My baby loves vegan baked beans,
when I open the can she just screams!
That having been said,
thru her GI tract they sped,
and you can all guess what that means.
That one's good! Extra good. ;)b
There was a young man from Calcutta
who gave up both hot dogs and butter.
If ever served flesh,
then he'd say with distress:
"It once had the power to mutter!"
Study Limerick
chemistry as crunchy as the autumn leaves,
equations so gnarly they give me dry heaves
but just for today
I hope, cram, and pray
to my poor brain this knowledge cleaves
There was a book about poo,
That showed what animals do.
Rabbit pellets crash
And cow patties splash
That mole and his hullabaloo!
There once was a girl named the Yabbit,
Who made agoraphobia a habit.
But she got on the bus
With minimum fuss,
When happiness comes, you must grab it!
Ok, ok...not my best work. Don't pelt me with overripe comestibles.
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