What Scylla had thought was a slappin’
Was realy Spidey’s legs a wrappin’
And he said with a grin
as those legs drew him in
“MMMMmmm mmm mrrrmm mm mmmmm mmmrm mm.”
Nice to see some fresh electrons in here.
There once was a lively MB
Which served well for them, you, and me
But there are some contrarian
Just ask Libertarian
How many he’s put over his knee
So Scyla has joined in to write
The Spider he went to invite
While there’ll be some unrest
To this I’ll attest
The Spider’s got quite the nice bite
We’re honored that you will engage with us
in this versing thread so contagious.
whether (or not) we’re real
I really do feel
that your rhymes will be always sagacious.
That Scylla and sili are silly
but I feel they have gilded the lily.
While this Spider is spinnin’
her webs, she is grinnin’
as she latches legs on to her quilly*.
*[ouch]
Suessian doggerel vs haiku for epistemological champion of the 'verse
by S Mundi
ahem
There once were two styles poetic
Engaged in a righteous polemic
Haiku claimed a crown
And Suess threw him down
But we all know the king is the limerick
Since you happened to mention Haiku
I knew instantly what I must do
To fashion a rhyme
With no rhythm or time
So I put this together for…thou
Aaaarrrgggg! Can;t stop. (But the good news is I’m outa here till Teusday - have a great holiday weekend all you limerickers!
There once was a fiesty youg Shrew
And the man who would marry her knew
If she’d wait at the alter
And her diet would falter
She would be much more tame, it is true
tradesilicon is quite a knave
He posted with accent most grave
I laughed and I sputtered
and then I just muttered
At a keyboard to coke-filled to save
More players jumped into the field
and such limericks their efforts did yield
I must praise and applaud them
and fittingly laud them
for poetry talents revealed.
S. Mundi his opus has shared
and a second rhyme he has prepared
His debate intermission
fulfills his commission
with jingles congenially aired.
A student of physics most weary
thought the waking world dreadfully dreary
but found solace in dreams
of revising extremes
in her version of Unified Field Theory.
:eek:
A black and white purring feline
is an amiable companion divine.
Her vibrations thunderous
provide comfort wonderous
and inspire this glowing opine.
Vile aggregates tighten their tentacles
ensnaring the credulous in manacles
Machiavellian pedagogy
is their philosophy:
Greed overcomes all obstacles.
An arachnid of female persuasion
Spun a web which allowed no evasion
She invited her prey
To come in and play
Then she stunned them with five-lined equations
A madman of lost erudition
Complained to his tired physician
I started to rhyme
Now I can’t find my mind
But I swear it could once do cognition.
There’s no hope for Spiritus Mundi
since the black widow came down and stung he
Now his syntax is canted
And his rhyme schemes quite canted
He’s become a limerickal fundie!
Into this thread Spirit’s injected.
It’s clear to see he’s been infected.
With words he is tricky
and so limericky
his doggerel he has perfected.
With joy and a smile I must say,
I’ve returned from my holiday,
A brilliant conquest,
the tale is no jest,
For fishing is work, it’s not play!
This once cold thread has more heat,
My friends have accomplished this feat,
While I’m gone for a day,
they get others to play,
By recruiting a bunch of “fresh meat”.
For fuck’s sake you guys this is gay,
This is thread is too long I say,
So shut the fuck up
Before I saddle up
And blow you all fucking away
The MadHatter’s name’s apropos
with firearms he threatens to blow
us all into the pit
because he’s in a snit
(this thread is quite long, we know).
I say to this crazed milliner
if our versing you do not prefer
just choose to ignore us
and please don’t deplore us
or attempt our attempts to deter.
The Styler return from his leave
but his missive just misses (I believe).
There’s no fish story hyperbole
though we know that vebally
his talent this mission could achieve.
(*disclaimer: Spiders do not eat fish, at least not this spider)