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Limericks
Alex, you say the nicest things! You've spoiled me completely. I hope your muse returns soon!I don't know that I really expect much participation on this thread. It just seemed a natural thing to set one up for another form, since the haiku thread is doing so well.
Wow. Haven't done a limerick since. . . middle school?They are pretty tough. I gotta make one in the future and post it on here. . . :)
On a "gravestone:"Here lies a woman named Snooki
Who hadn't in the world read a "booki!"
She spent days parties, just
then a one smacked her cuz
they thought her tan was not human, was "Ooki!"
If you insist, I’ll try not to be so starchy and strait-laced about things . . .
Al wrote: "Lol I don't even know who snooki is.... lol"She and pretty much about five or so other guys and girls "star" in a reality show called Jersey Shore.
They tried to each have a spin-off show individually I heard.
They didn't work out. . . probably because the "full effect" I guess is good when all are together. . .
and they probably all equal a 4.5 IQ.
Don't mind me, I'm ancient a "bore"I seem like technology is a snore
Worked on a computer when,
Was finished sentence then
Pushed the monitor. . . it crashed to the floor!
Oh yeah. . . we don't use typewriters much anymore.
When I was in college, no one I knew had heard of personal computers. Everyone still used typewriters. I was in graduate school when I first saw a personal computer. It was a Compaq. When it was closed up, it looked something like a big, plastic suitcase. I couldn’t imagine why anyone would want one.
That is actually, the poem written, mostly sarcastic. I kind of long to write on a typewriter. . . the last time I did I was probably seven years old.Did you know that typewriters are becoming more popular again? People who lack self-control are buying typewriters. . . since they do not have facebook and other social sites since they cannot reach the internet and the writers can make reports and stuff for school so they won't have the added temptation (!) to go on social sites. . .
Unless I had to, I’d never go back to using a typewriter for anything other than typing envelopes or filling out forms. For someone like me, a word processor is a dream come true.
There once was a beautiful beachThen a soaring of clouds caused it "unsweet"
The people ran to the fog,
ran into those "brogues,"
Were murdered by the pirates, their fleet!
Her spirit was cold, was untoldThis woman was known but legend sold
Her name was Bathory
Her story was slander story,
When her story was true. . . but too old.
I am trying to link to your first one. . . about Vlad. Lol.
The body lay In the coffin in May
The spirit was mad
The family was sad
And the coroner went away.
Wow, that really sucked.
(This is in response to 36... awful, yes, but I've had writer's block all day.)Heard a thumping coming from the grave
And it whispered that blood it craved
With a shout, I ran out
Not taking the route
Just running, until my sanity waved
Lol, that's what I thought when I saw that.
Michelle wrote: "The body lay In the coffin in May
The spirit. . .
Wow, that really sucked."
What do you mean it "sucked?" I liked it!
Was a poet named Poe was a storyHad a love for the macabre and gory
but he fell one day and
was found, street walk-land
was no longer anymore, legacy, "lorey."
That one I wished I made it really a capture of his life. It is so sad learning the stuff he and people he loved went through.
It had to flow this way. It makes me sad his last words as he was at the end of his life were "God, help my poor soul."
I don't know how I missed this thread! I used to love writing limericks.There once was a calico called Alistair
who started to mouse around M's rocking chair.
So M kicked at the cat
And told it to scat
to befriend Barney the mouse without hair.
Thank you M! And yours is very funny! But I'm off to do chores.
Nice to read that, M, because Barney's needed in the next limerick.There once was a mouser named Harry
Who thought himself being most scary
But Barney knew better
From atop his old setter
And laughed when he saw Harry a fairy.
So glad you enjoyed these, too. They bring a big smile to my face.There once was a fairy called Barney
Who wished to live life as a carni
But Harry was scary
And made him most wary
So he bought a Thai mouse bride named Marnie.
Excellent M! Great start to my day of toil and trouble.
These are excellent Ellis and M. So hard to follow!When Fred woke-up he leapt from his bed.
"Who's that?" he hissed in the ear of the head.
"I am Kate, your new mate!
Your kiss has plaited our fate
With a Kate whose hair is redder than red!"
I was sure that it was a trick,but yet I had grown much too sick.
For I opened my eyes,
I yelped with surprise,
at seeing my awful limerick.
Excellent M! Great start to my very busy work day. Thank you.
*This is a test*
She was a young blonde genie,
Who always wore a pink bikini;
She became a movie star,
drove around in a fancy car,
while she was drinking a martini.
Sorry, M.
She was a young blonde genie,
Who always wore a pink bikini;
She became a movie star,
drove around in a fancy car,
while she was drinking a martini.
Sorry, M.
It's only a one time shot, M. Haha
I'll try something tomorrow after a decent (?) sleep :)
I'll try something tomorrow after a decent (?) sleep :)
She woke up in a hot air balloon,
amazed to hear a familiar croon.
When the sound came near
It confirmed her worst fear
That the crooner was Dr. Doom
amazed to hear a familiar croon.
When the sound came near
It confirmed her worst fear
That the crooner was Dr. Doom
LoL! Leslie and M. very funny.There was an old man from St. Clair
Whose bowels were too full of air.
He sought a balloon
It was filled all too soon
But left him degassed by the stair.
Lol! Thank you Guy and Belly :)
The old man owned a factory
Managed by his wife named Flory
But when they got divorced
His ex-wife chose a horse
Flory didn’t even say she was sorry.
The old man owned a factory
Managed by his wife named Flory
But when they got divorced
His ex-wife chose a horse
Flory didn’t even say she was sorry.
The old sad man felt like he was a boy,
who had certainly lost his favorite toy.
So he went to the court,
there were things to sort
And to fight for the box of Chips-Ahoy!
who had certainly lost his favorite toy.
So he went to the court,
there were things to sort
And to fight for the box of Chips-Ahoy!
oohh..you remind me of Johnny Depp's movie The Secret Window
I haven't seen that :)
His character always munches corn (not cookies!), a writer suffering from a psychotic break and writer's block harhar
His character always munches corn (not cookies!), a writer suffering from a psychotic break and writer's block harhar
Excuse me while I take a psychotic break . . .I don’t know whether I’ve experienced what they call “writer’s block.” Sometimes I’m just not in a mood to write, but when I start writing, I usually don’t have any trouble coming up with things.
I'm not sure, let me organize my thoughts first haha
Personally, I agree with you, I haven't experienced it yet, but I've been putting something off for a while now just because, I'm not in the mood to continue anything.
*Deleted a pointless part.
Personally, I agree with you, I haven't experienced it yet, but I've been putting something off for a while now just because, I'm not in the mood to continue anything.
*Deleted a pointless part.
These are extremely funny, M, Leslie, Belly! Great start to my work day. Which, sigh, now starts now.
Thank you Guy. Have a nice day! :)
Oh, it's not juicy haha it's just my opinion why people experience 'writer's block'.
Good morning, Leslie! It must be Saturday evening for you.
It is, almost eight. A tiring and stressful day with two 7-year old boys :)
Hope you'll have a nice day. I'll work on a reply in a little while.
Hope you'll have a nice day. I'll work on a reply in a little while.
A haircut first from the parlor,
the locksmith gave his full valor,
but the key would not budge,
as they ate Choco fudge,
Guinevere asked for a sailor.
the locksmith gave his full valor,
but the key would not budge,
as they ate Choco fudge,
Guinevere asked for a sailor.
.The maids of the ship had been made
to think they could live unafraid.
With glee they would dance
Enjoy each romance
And leave the men stripped and belayed.
Good morning M! Thank you. I've been enjoying all the limerick entries!I'm off to do chores and, I hope, finish the story I've concocted in my mind for Incubus.
Wow, very nice M and Guy :)
I found some of Philip K. Dick books, except for the Adjustment Team.
Good morning and good afternoon!
I found some of Philip K. Dick books, except for the Adjustment Team.
Good morning and good afternoon!
In Literature: An Introduction to Fiction, Poetry, and Drama (Little, Brown, 1983), X. J. Kennedy writes: “In English the only other fixed form to rival the sonnet and the epigram in favor is the limerick: five anapestic lines usually riming a a b b a. . . . The limerick was made popular by Edward Lear (1812-1888), English painter . . . (Page 570.)
According to Lewis Turco in his The Book of Forms: A Handbook of Poetics (3rd ed.), a limerick has five lines. It rhymes aabba. Lines 1,2, and 5 have an iamb and two anapests, in that order. Lines 3 and 4 have either an iamb and an anapest, in that order, or two anapests. (Page 213.)
An iamb is a metrical foot of two syllables, the first of which is unaccented, the second accented. An anapest is a metrical foot of three syllables, the first two of which are unaccented, the third accented.
By Turco’s definition, the limerick below, which I wrote last summer, is off by a syllable in the third line, which has three anapests, but I think we should allow plenty of leeway for spontaneity, just as in the haiku thread.
A black Irish pirate named Vlad,
weeks becalmed, sat alone and looked sad.
“How can I fix my spud
with a helping of blood
when my crew were the last that I had?”