# limericks

**URL:** <https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123>\
**Category:** Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share\
**Created:** [August 21, 2000, 3:56am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123 "2000-08-21T03:56:02Z")\
**Posts on this page:** 20\
**Page:** 7

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**Author:** ![tradesilicon](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/439d5e/32.png) [@tradesilicon](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/tradesilicon)\
**Post date:** [August 30, 2000, 9:47pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/121 "2000-08-30T21:47:51Z")

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The poster known only as trade  
Was suddenly gone for a day  
It was not my choice  
To silence my voice  
But because I had to earn my pay  
There once was a man from the moon  
Who came to the earth for a noon  
He took one good stare  
At the state of affairs  
And decided he can’t get back to soon

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 12:01am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/122 "2000-08-31T00:01:18Z")

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There once was a wandering minstrel  
sporting foolscap and bells and some tinsel  
his madrigals sweetly  
he warbled repletely  
whilst traveling about in a tumbrel.

He met a penurious jester  
while working a gig in Gloucester.  
These two roving bards  
practiced spoofs and canards  
and with them their audience did pester.

They left in great haste from that town,  
the Mayor ousted singer and clown.  
They slunk into hiding  
and came back reciting  
until in a Pit they were thrown.

The moral of this story, I should  
Make it clear so it is understood.  
When the crowd starts to jostle  
the Players, it’s hostile!  
Get out while the getting is good!

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**Author:** ![SouthernStyle](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/b3f665/32.png) [@SouthernStyle](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/SouthernStyle)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 12:15am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/123 "2000-08-31T00:15:21Z")

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Obviously, we missed ya \*\*trade[/],  
Your wit - the razor sharp blade,  
While you was o’er yonder,  
your fate we did ponder,  
I certainly hope you got laid.

I cannot believe my foul verse,  
In shame, my soul does emerse,  
Best wishes my friend,  
I intended to send,  
Tell me – was she a nurse?

Again, with verse I do blunder,  
My morals are all torn asunder,  
To “be out by morning”,  
is the **Spider** warning,  
Or hell will break loose like all thunder.

sigh… hopeless, huh?

I’ll try one last time to be good,  
Like anonymous dopers all should,  
My halo ahines bright,  
I prove through the night,  
That even when bad, I’m still good. 😉

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**Author:** ![SouthernStyle](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/b3f665/32.png) [@SouthernStyle](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/SouthernStyle)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 12:20am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/124 "2000-08-31T00:20:45Z")

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Just because I don’t proof,  
I publish another small goof,  
“Correct it at once”,  
is yelled at the dunce,  
Good typing is simply aloof.  
Obviously, we missed ya **trade** ,  
Your wit - the razor sharp blade,  
While you was o’er yonder,  
your fate we did ponder,  
I certainly hope you got laid.

I cannot believe my foul verse,  
In shame, my soul does emerse,  
Best wishes my friend,  
I intended to send,  
Tell me – was she a nurse?

Again, with verse I do blunder,  
My morals are all torn asunder,  
To “be out by morning”,  
is the **Spider** ’s warning,  
Or hell will break loose like all thunder.

sigh… hopeless, huh?

I’ll try one last time to be good,  
Like anonymous dopers all should,  
My halo ahines bright,  
I prove through the night,  
That even when bad, I’m still good. 😉

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 1:55am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/125 "2000-08-31T01:55:01Z")

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While strolling with Marcel Marceau  
two aspiring mimes wanted to know  
“Will you give us direction?  
Your art is perfection!”  
The great one said \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_.

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 1:57am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/126 "2000-08-31T01:57:40Z")

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[glitch]dead[/glitch] :eek:

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 11:58am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/127 "2000-08-31T11:58:31Z")

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There was a faith healer of Deal  
Who said, "Although pain isn’t real,  
If I sit on a pin,  
And it fractures my skin,  
I dislike what I fancy I feel.  
There once was a young man named Hall  
Who fell in the spring in the fall.  
'Twould have been a sad thing  
Had he died in the spring,  
But he didn’t–he died in the fall.  
A fly and a flea in a flue  
Were imprisoned, so what could they do?  
Said the fly, “Let us flee!”  
Said the flea “Let us fly!”  
So they flew through a flaw in the flue.  
There was a young lady of Niger  
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger.  
They came back from the ride  
With the lady inside  
And the smile on the face of the tiger.

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 12:07pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/128 "2000-08-31T12:07:04Z")

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I fear I have lost inspiration  
and I’m wracking my brain in frustration  
To provide us with kicks  
I’ll do a quick fix  
Ready-mades require no perspiration.

And though they are “author unknown,”  
They are better, by far, than my own.  
and until I return  
from my daily sojurn,  
those limericks I hope you’ll condone.

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**Author:** ![tradesilicon](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/439d5e/32.png) [@tradesilicon](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/tradesilicon)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 3:13pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/129 "2000-08-31T15:13:56Z")

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The Spider and Styler did create  
Both verse and an atmosphere great  
I feel I’m at home  
Not far shall I roam  
From the thread that I never can hate

Ah Styler, thanks for the prayers  
It shows that you do truly care  
Since I am betroved  
And hopelessly in love  
No nurses will handle my wares  
There once was a two fisted Drinker  
With beer and with wine he did tinker  
When mixing the two  
He was heard to eschew  
“I’m beered not as wine as you’d think’a”

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**Author:** ![SouthernStyle](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/b3f665/32.png) [@SouthernStyle](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/SouthernStyle)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 3:28pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/130 "2000-08-31T15:28:29Z")

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Gosh, **trade** , don’t make a fuss,  
Like Underdog, we’re just ‘little ole us’,  
Until Saturday,  
this game I can’t play,  
As I take a short work hiatus.  
A friend called me and asked me to fish,  
To join him, he was was his wish,  
So today and tomorrow,  
with not any sorrow,  
I’ll eat from a bag, not a dish.

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**Author:** ![tradesilicon](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/439d5e/32.png) [@tradesilicon](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/tradesilicon)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 4:03pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/131 "2000-08-31T16:03:34Z")

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“I’m off to go fishin’” said he  
Just leaving the Spider and Me  
Don’t worry 'bout us,  
And I won’t make a fuss  
Since I am in good company

There once was a Fisherman stout  
Who battled with one giant trout  
He pulled this way and that  
But the fish was a brat  
And that trout ate that man, have no doubt

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 7:37pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/132 "2000-08-31T19:37:51Z")

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There once was a buzzard, aesthete  
whose life seemed somewhat incomplete.  
This scavenging vulture  
loved books, music and culture  
much better than any dead meat.

So she flew off in hopes of obtaining,  
in ballet some classical training.  
She learned jete and plie  
in an avian way  
and acquired some skills in refraining.

At her first audition she did make  
a lasting impression, (no mistake)  
but for all of her trouble  
they made her stunt double  
for the star cygnusette of “Swan Lake.”

With plumage all powdered and white  
and black mask and make-up just right  
she entered on cue  
but errantly flew  
so was passing out programs next night.

There have been ugly duckings that mustered  
swanly attributes, pearls greatly lustered,  
that’s in fairy tale fun  
but when all’s said and done,  
A vulture is always a buzzard.

😃

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 8:00pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/133 "2000-08-31T20:00:10Z")

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While composing that feather-brained post  
I’ve decided now that is the most,  
the longest I’ve written  
and I am admittin’  
I think that my mind I have lost.

Although there’s no need for confession  
these limericks are my new obsession  
this addiction’s not fiction  
but scurrilous affliction  
for which there’s no hope of redemption.

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**Author:** ![tradesilicon](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/439d5e/32.png) [@tradesilicon](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/tradesilicon)\
**Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 10:22pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/134 "2000-08-31T22:22:57Z")

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Once you start…

There once was doctor McBreeth  
Who in undressing lady patients was brief  
They thought it was strange  
That he should arrange  
All this just to look at their teeth!

There once was a prominant Madam  
Who help higher office than Adam  
For she was the first  
To quench Adam’s thirst  
For he wanted 'em, and she had 'em

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 1:17am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/135 "2000-09-01T01:17:55Z")

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A pink unicorn once was ensnared  
by unchivalrous knaves who had dared  
to enslave and inspect her  
no one could protect her  
thus very poorly she fared.

Her rosy hue started to fade  
She foundered; her hooves became splayed  
Her fetlocks were shorn.  
Then her beauteous horn  
was ground to a healing pomade.

When after a few years she died,  
a few who remembered her cried.  
But most said “Of course  
she was only a horse.”  
What was she? (for you to decide)

Since then in this modern world wide  
many mysteries have withered when plied.  
When too closely dissected  
their magic defected  
'Tis best to let unicorns hide.

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 2:21am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/136 "2000-09-01T02:21:16Z")

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The last limericists asked each other  
“Is there no lurking sister or brother  
to assist our endeavors  
but don’t be too clever  
just add to these verses another.”

My posts, which are long and obscure  
are filling this page, and it’s clear  
since Styler’s gone fishing  
tradesilicon is wishing  
that others would join us back here.

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**Author:** ![Scylla](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/a5b964/32.png) [@Scylla](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Scylla)\
**Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 2:41pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/137 "2000-09-01T14:41:05Z")

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'Ole Scylla with a mind like a trap  
eyed Spider women taking a nap  
moving quietly and quick  
he moved in fast and slick  
but only got for his troubles a slap

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 2:54pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/138 "2000-09-01T14:54:27Z")

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While bitingly greatly debatin’  
Scylla into this thread came a-skatin’  
I hope that he’ll stay  
and a while with us play  
so to him this verse I’m dedicatin’.

Spider legs are not useful for slappin’  
she has been too industrioustly wrappin’  
those legs\* round a pen  
\*(there are many of them)  
but bitng has been known to happen.

[bares fangs] 😃

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**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\
**Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 2:59pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/139 "2000-09-01T14:59:28Z")

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The “forgot to hit preview” bug bit  
the poor spider, she errantly writ  
typos and misspellings.  
She hopes that’s not quelling  
Any limericist’s urge to submit.

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**Author:** ![Liberal](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/l/848f3c/32.png) [@Liberal](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Liberal)\
**Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 3:32pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/limericks/30123/140 "2000-09-01T15:32:23Z")

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Invited to come here and post,  
I see that my skills are at most  
barely on par  
with others who are  
sufficiently skilled they can boast.

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