A growing-old writer of limerick,
Being choked by a joke about Heimlich,
Went into his mind,
Reached round from behind,
And conjured this meter-and-rhyme trick.
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The joke (rather bawdier than this limerick) can be read on my friend Serena Joy's blog.
Oh, dear me. I've been exposed for running a bawdy house. LOL. Love the limerick.
ReplyDeleteBravo, Steve G! Thanks for the limerick! Aren't limericks great? Probably no other verse form has afforded humans so much pleasure over many years.
ReplyDeleteFor some assistance in following "The Limerick Maneuver," I refer you to Chuck Finn's critical analysis, which I allowed him to post a few minutes ago (he's such an old friend).
I loved the joke on Serena Joy's blog lol. I must remember never to choke in a southern restaurant.
ReplyDeleteSee ya Dawn
Well, this is just too darn cool by far. LOL. Mori and Steve both are very good at this. Therefore, we're just going to have to do limericks more often. Because --
ReplyDeleteThere was an old lady so staid,
That she thought she must be obeyed.
"Write limericks!" she said,
And they all moaned with dread,
Yet they all wrote them, we're afraid.
Wonderfully droll and distancing!
ReplyDeleteHeck, if Ezra Pound could write a sonnet a day (back in his late teens and twenties, approximately 1900-1910), surely we could write a limerick a day!
By the way, a simple way (in the Beta blogger, at any rate) to get indention (for lines three and four of a limerick, for example), insert " " at the beginning of each line. (I didn't do this for draft one of my "rhyme trick" limerick, but I did for draft two.)
Dawn, you dear, please keep coming back again and again! It's lovely to have you visit.
Yes! We have a goal. From each reader, at least one a day. We may end up needing a whole new blog to showcase them all.
ReplyDeleteThere once was a man named Pound,
Who could write a sonnet a day, he found.
Limericks are amusing and bawdier, too,
For masters of iambic pentameter are few,
So the limerick is just more fun all around.