Massacre your favourite literature with a limerick

Spartacus by Howard Fast

Spartacus was a “tool that can speak,”
Turned gladiator, turned rebel who’d wreak
Ur-Marxist rebellion.
Not bad, for a hellion
Thracian and illiterate koruu* Greek.

*third-generation slave

Slander by Ann Coulter

Hey, people come hear the good news
With these new facts, there’s no way we’ll lose
All the world’s evils
and problems and devils
Can be placed at the feet of the Je-…errr, I mean liberals

I’m not sure if you got this fact, but I’ve learned the hard way that if I feel I might need to clarify, it probably means I should

The above was a swipe at Coulter (whom I despise) and no one else.

OK, I give up; how do you read “Spoilers”? They come across on my system as big black blobs. Neat and rectangular blobs, but very very black.

Let’s see…

There once was a blob from old Cecil,
as dark as inside of a weasel,
but try as I might,
could not gen any light,
so stayed ignorant of what was ________

Please fill in last word. Thanks!

Drag your cursor along and highlight 'em, Daylate.

Remember the man called Spock
He’s the boomers favourite dock.
In the book he’ll describe
your new baby’s vibe,
not to mention that nursing moms rock.

DOC, not dock. Consarnit.

Enterprise ready for space dock, Captain.” :smiley:

The Illuminatus! Trilogy by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson

The Justified Ancients of Muu-Muu
Joined with Hagbard Celine and his crew.
Enlisting Howard the dolphin
They foiled the Eschaton’s immanentization.
And had lots of gratuitous sex, too.

Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

The Earth blew up, what to do?
Why not hitchhike the galaxy through?
So what if the other species think you dumb?
You’ve got your towel, gown, and thumb,
And the encoded question for the answer of 42.

Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss

Just look at this meal on this tray.
About it I have one thing to say.
So listen up Sam I Am.
I’m disgusted by green eggs and ham.
And I just will not eat them, no way!

The limericks here are prolific,
And some of this verse is terrific,
But syllabic expansion
Makes terrible scansion,
And most of the rhymes are horrific.

Bourne Identity–Robert Ludlum

Pulled from the sea off France.
Borrowed some fancy pants.
Don’t know my name;
Seems I have fame.
CIA wants to dance.

I haven’t laughed so hard in weeks reading these!!
We should hold a judging.

Anna Karena

She wants a warm man, not too flinty
She wants honest love, not too squinty
But Anna, rejoice
You have met your best choice
Yours truly, El Studmuffin, Linty!

The World According to Garp by John Irving

Garp was brought forth by an unusual conception
But Nurse Jenny never felt need of deception.
To her funeral he wore knockers,
Roberta served as his blocker,
And Michael Milton suffered the ultimate rejection.

As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner

Some hicks: dirt-poor and plumb stupid.
Hauling Ma’s corpse, which is going quite putrid.
Faulkner’s poly- point of view
Keeps the drear narrative askew…
And overrated, so don’t be dup-ed!

Postcards from the Edge by Carrie Fisher

Aargh. That was, of course, a Zen limerick.

PFTE by Carrie Fisher:

Meet “Suzanne” (or Carrie Fisher, manque);
Bit actress, but hip (in an overwrought way).
With wit fast and furious,
She’s sarcastic and bilious,
But manages to get through rehab okay.

The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum

(who doesn’t know this story by now?)

There once was a girl who’s abode
on top of a twister it rode.
Then it did pitch
on top of a witch.
She follows the yellow brick road.

Jurassic Park by Michael Chrichton

There once was genetic interaction
that produced some dinosaurs in action.
Then it got wrecked
by a pissed-off T-Rex.
Now there’s no tourist attraction.

1984

To Winston, thoughtcrime wasn’t a bother;
And Julia, he loved like no other.
But when push came to shove
In the Ministry of Love
He simply replied, “Yay Big Brother!”

Brave New World

In 619 AF, Bernie Marx
Didn’t like soma, or walks in the parks.
Then he met a Savage
Who was slightly above average
And from Mustapha, he gets failing marks.

Atonement by Ian McEwan

Briony stories loved to tell
Till a whopper she managed to sell
Robbie was jailed when she lied
And later he died
But she evaded that truth as well