In the spirit of Build A Bear , we now present Build-A-Limerick.
A line at a time, if you will. I’ll start.
There once was a lady from Venice
Who asked Duhbya if he could play tennis
He quickly replied…
I’m sorry I’ve tried…
"I’m fit to be tied…
[building off of]I’m sorry I’ve tried…
“…but the scoring system makes no sense!”
:wally
I’ll start another.
There once was a salesman from Akron,
Who often was seen wearing Dacron
:dubious: you’ll only get away with that butchery beause you were quoting Duhbya.
His thing was so long…
It resembled Kim Il Dong
So he’d stroke his dictator to jack one.
There once was a gal from Peru
Who yearned to have a pet gnu.
“No llamas!” cried she
Just gnus, I want THREE!
While she practiced Tai-Chi
Leiu, you are an evil genius. I’m adding “stroke the dictator” to my list of euphemisms
A) I misspelled a four letter word. Sorry lieu
B) My line sucked.
“Cause they’re liable to spit on your shoe!”
I fell in the ocean, ker-splash
For Gnancy and Gnorman want, too.
There was a man from Minnesota…
Darn, missed! Okay…
When I came out, I sported a rash.
For to pay off a mackerel, cash