Thanks anyway, Laz, the effort is appreciated.
Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
vibronica gets in a snit,
So he puts up a rant in the Pit.
Pitch a rock in a room
Full of dogs, and assume
The loud yelper’s he that you hit.
Regards,
Shodan
You missed “Tron” in his name, which is a shame. The rhythm is thereby thrown off. Change “yelper’s” in the final line to “yelper is,” and while your limerick is one massive logical fallacy, at least it’ll scan better.
Daniel
“Tro”, not “tron.”
Daniel
Of course you don’t care. You don’t care about truth, or about debate. You care only if your side wins.
And you’re willing to lie, to slander, to watch innocent people die, all so you can parade around with your chest out saying that your side won. Your side had the bigger guns.
You’re the little kid with Scut Farkus, so inconsequential that no one will even remember your character’s name, but that doesn’t mean you don’t manage to do damage.
Of course you don’t care. Your whole point is not caring. Congratulations! You’re successful.
No, it won’t work - his name is the wrong meter. Same problem with “yelper is”, which adds another metrical foot.
Your Doper name is ok rhythmically -
Left Hand of Dorkness is frantic,
He quibbles on matters semantic,
My versification
Magnifies his frustration
And he says of my dumb little ant “Ick”.
I got nothing.
Regards,
Shodan
Regards,
Shodan
That blew.
That one was better, but not just because it wasn’t about me.
Don’t quit your day job.
Still no word from LonesomePussy on who those traitors are, and whether I number among them. Here, pussy pussy pussy!
I thought you had already volunteered to be included. What do you want, a membership card? Senior discounts? The secret handshake?
Regards,
Shodan
Isn’t it about time you came down off your imaginary cross? Your whole pitting of LonesomePolecat was based on your beleif that he was calling you a traitor. That has been shown to not be the case. But instead of acknowledging the logical flaw in your pitting and moving on, you’re now attempting to shift the burden. You started the pitting. It was a mistake. You read things into it that were not there. Move on. By continuing this, and especially with the overly confident tone you’re assuming, you’re not doing yourself any favors.
Ummm…huh? Why should he ask himself? How is he supposed to know? ESP? That’s why he’s asking LP. Simple yes or no question: “Was it me you were calling a traitor?” LP showing up in this thread to respond, but not to answer the question, pretty much boils down to being a jerk. Hardly the lofty offered explanation of being above responding to such an insult. If that were the case, he wouldn’t have posted at all.
Wow. Six years of posting history wrapped up in five little words. Now that, my friends, is poetic.
He should ask himself, because he would see if he read the post as it was written that there was no possible way that it could be construed as referring to anyone specifically, much less him.
Considering you had to edit the quote to do it, your meter isn’t any better than mine.
Regards,
Shodan
First, I quibble on matters rhythmic and logical, not semantic (although now, of course, I’m quibbling on the latter–just trying to help out).
Second, take out the “he” in the second line–otherwise, it doesn’t scan.
Consider changing the third and fourth lines to:
As it is, they scan terribly.
Finally, take out the “And” in the fifth line. Consider changing it to, 'He laughs at my wee little ant-prick."
Daniel
Rant, not ant. My bad.
Regards,
Shodan
So this post found its way to the Pit
“Did he say I’m a traitor?”, they spit.
And a few little misses
Are now all fits and hisses
But I can’t pretend I give a shit.
Ah, that explains it. Is anyone else starting to get a “Dueling banjos” vibe from this thread?
That said:
In the Pit was a pitiful throwdown
Mocked by LHOD as a hoedown
Till, in limerick foul
a conservative pal
said he’d show Dan a Shodannish showdown.
Daniel
A Pitting’s again gone astray
Into nitpicking, sidetracks, and play
Upon words, while the OP
Is looking quite dopey.
Time to lock it, Giraffe? Whatcha say?