Anti-limericks.
Posted: February 8, 2014 Filed under: Shenanigans and monkeyshines | Tags: poetry Leave a commentA CIA agent named XXXXXXX
Would XXXXXX at XXXXX and XXXXX.
He was XXXXXXXXX
For failure to clear
Limericks with his superiors.
There once was a poet named Stein
Whose limericks repeated a line.
Though it was redundant,
Though it was redundant,
His limericks repeated a line.
A clever young poet named Stan
Wrote limericks that rambled and ran.
When told it was so
He replied, “Yes, I know.
But I always try to fit as many words into that last line as I possibly can.”
A cardiac patient named Fred
Made a limerick up in his head.
But before he had time
To write down the last line
There once was a poet from Purdue
Whose limericks would end at line two.
A poet named Mister Magee
Wrote limericks that stopped at line three
And would not go further.
There once was a man from Lahore
Whose limericks stopped at line four.
When asked why this was,
He replied, “Just because.”
There was a young man from Verdun