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Create your own limerick! (Discussion)

lucyinthesky saidSun, 07 Dec 2008 20:50:59 -0000 ( Link )

Limericks are five-line poems which usually have witty or humorous content. The rhyming pattern is usually AABBA.
The most prized limericks usually have a surprise twist. Some say the true folk limerick is obscene – but for our purposes, let’s try to keep our limericks (relatively) clean. Anyone willing to take a stab?

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  1. avicster saidSun, 07 Dec 2008 21:39:29 -0000 ( Link )

    Once in a land of little space
    Dwelt she who never fell from grace
    She knew it wouldn’t last
    And desecrated her fast
    When the US army set up base

    Just the teeniest bit of obscenity there, and unnecessary political reference too. Hope that’s ok :D

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  2. avicster saidSun, 07 Dec 2008 22:11:16 -0000 ( Link )

    He wept and prayed, wept and fasted
    Though in hindsight, it was fun while it lasted
    But his sorrow knew no bounds
    When he heard the unlikely sounds
    The opening act for Floyd was Plastics!

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  3. xmonkee saidMon, 08 Dec 2008 12:01:52 -0000 ( Link )

    For those who know it already

    Bhaigiri ko chod sab.. BAKWAAS
    Bhai ka under jo rehta.. BINDAAS
    Bhai ko denga tras,
    hoenga woh khallas
    bahenga uska blood just like tomato saas.

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  4. xmonkee saidMon, 08 Dec 2008 14:28:16 -0000 ( Link )

    There was an attempt philosophickal
    To define identity once-and-for-all-ickal
    If !(B!=A)
    Then (B=A) very well may
    The rest as they say is historickal

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  5. avicster saidMon, 08 Dec 2008 14:43:42 -0000 ( Link )

    There was once an Archimedes wannabe
    People said he had the gift, but I said, “I don’t think so. I mean he’s good, but he doesn’t have it, or does he?”
    So I asked him the English alphabet
    But he said he didn’t believe in it
    And ran naked through the streets shouting “Identity!”

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  6. xmonkee saidMon, 08 Dec 2008 15:36:38 -0000 ( Link )

    There once was a dino from Gurgaon
    Who had the most piculiar row
    At every literary step he objected
    But got pwned when interjected,
    “You can’t count syllables, can you now?”

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  7. lucyinthesky saidMon, 08 Dec 2008 17:21:17 -0000 ( Link )

    There once was a girl liked writing,
    Who saw a peculiar sighting
    She found some foreign, intriguing curse words
    Found in the poems of a couple of nerds
    And thought, “Well now things are getting exciting!”

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  8. xmonkee saidMon, 08 Dec 2008 18:07:31 -0000 ( Link )

    The girl once wrote acrostic
    And not-so-good was my diagnostic
    “Hmm, She really can’t rhyme
    Most of the time”
    But her limericks were Boombastic!

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  9. lucyinthesky saidTue, 09 Dec 2008 07:33:05 -0000 ( Link )

    George went out for lunch to eat
    and bought a sandwich with strange-looking meat
    He began to turn green
    Then clutched at his spleen
    And subsequently ran to the closest toilet seat!

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  10. xmonkee saidTue, 09 Dec 2008 07:42:24 -0000 ( Link )

    There were two men from Madras
    Whose globes were made of brass
    Once in a stormy whether
    They both crashed into each other
    And sparks came out of their arse

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  11. avicster saidTue, 09 Dec 2008 07:48:19 -0000 ( Link )

    Martha knew all about ol’George
    She loathed his filthy habit to gorge
    He stole her last danish
    While she was learning Spanish
    In which his name is written ‘Jorge’

    I ran out of rhyming words :)

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  12. nixcooper saidTue, 09 Dec 2008 08:12:06 -0000 ( Link )

    It all started when I was the king It was me who always won, no one else in the ring all was fine, my right or wrong the noise i made was called a song stiltt trying to remember the art of winning

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  13. lucyinthesky saidTue, 09 Dec 2008 08:14:13 -0000 ( Link )

    @nixcooper! Thanks for joining! I really liked your limerick – it sounds pretty mysterious. P.S., If you want to break a space to a new line, put <br> after each line.

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  14. xmonkee saidTue, 09 Dec 2008 08:41:09 -0000 ( Link )

    Spied upon the simple fool Jorge
    And made a deal with the devil today
    “Teach me, if you, to play them drums devil
    Ah’ will forever be your slave I will!”
    Now devil smiled and ate him whole Ho! Hey!

    Iambic Pentameter Limerick Acrostic! Cross posting, here I come.

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  15. nixcooper saidWed, 10 Dec 2008 05:20:43 -0000 ( Link )

    The night was great, nothing wet about it
    But for second time she said “forget about it”
    My moves were right, I contemplated
    Was i so bad that she felt sedated
    Pointless it is to regret about it

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  16. chandra_avinash saidWed, 10 Dec 2008 09:09:57 -0000 ( Link )

    The wind blew and the noon got hotter
    with sounds of neighing and elvish laughter
    I asked Legolas, how come you ride bereft of saddle,
    replied the elf, “ah…er…um….it, tickles me paddle
    and I role play, Harry “Equus” Potter”


    Oh man. I am good :D
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  17. oLahav saidWed, 10 Dec 2008 16:31:37 -0000 ( Link )

    You may know this one:

    There once was a once from there
    Who made all the people run scared
    It all made no sense
    So they asked in suspence
    There once was a once from WHERE???

    (Poking fun at all those limericks that start with “there once was a blank from blank”)

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  18. oLahav saidWed, 10 Dec 2008 16:34:25 -0000 ( Link )

    Here’s one about my friends:

    There once was a girl from North York
    Whose favourite singer was Bjork.
    As she screeched like her idol
    I wasn’t nice at all
    I told her that she was a dork.

    I’m sorry about it now, ok?

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  19. lucyinthesky saidThu, 11 Dec 2008 07:35:11 -0000 ( Link )

    There once was a girl named Jess,
    A novice at playing chess
    She lost her queen
    and made a scene
    Then fainted from all the “rook”ie stress!

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  20. xmonkee saidFri, 12 Dec 2008 08:11:39 -0000 ( Link )

    An ode to the profession:

    There once was a trader from Derry
    Who compulsively partied and made merry
    He longed a million on a lot
    When everyone else was leveraged short
    And cried “Don’t fire me, it was latency on my BlackBerry!

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  21. xmonkee saidFri, 12 Dec 2008 08:12:31 -0000 ( Link )

    that’s it, I have fallen too low. I quit.

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  22. hornickshawn saidSat, 20 Dec 2008 06:29:25 -0000 ( Link )

    I once knew a Frenchman from Paris,
    whose pants fell down near ‘is well ‘is.
    So I shook his right hand,
    as my left took a stand,
    and we sat up in bed just for tens’es.

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