Who knew **cmkeller ** was Jewish? (I mean Zev Steinhardt, yes, but cmkeller?)
I swear, it’s as if I were new-ish.
When I don’t get jokes
About some well-known folks
It makes me, well, just a tad blue-ish.
Who knew that a poster named Oy!
Would think cmkeller’s a goy?
If gays have their gaydar
Can’t Dopers have dadar
For sky pixies? “Arrr, ghod ahoy!”
How could this dumb poster named Oy!
(Who’s, by the way, also a Goy)
Tell Christian from Jew
Or, hell, brown eyes from blue
When she can’t even tell girl from boy??? (on this message board, not in real life)
Part of the problem’s, I guess,
That I lurk in the Pit to excess.
So I don’t get around
Where this stuff’s mostly found
Which is in MPSIMS.
Not everyone cares for the Pit,
But I’ve found it for me a good fit.
I see some great laughs
And some huge social gaffes
And can say without worry “Horse shit!”
Did I want to make Oy! feel blue? Naw.
I had seen cmkeller’s name before.
And it sometimes seems that
All threads about Jews start on the Sabbath.
In fact, it’s been called cmkeller’s Law
Oy! said that in a Pit thread
Giraffe filled his a** with his head
But he confuses his fauna
From the African Savauna
He should have said Zebra instead.
Oy! :smack: :smack: :smack:
(btw, I’m a she)
(also, btw, excellent limerick!)
saoirse’s an interesting name,
How to pronounce it’s a game!
If I say it "say-WAHRZ’
Will it earn me gold stars?
Or’s “say-OR-zee” less worthy of blame?
According to this helpful Web page,
The pronunciation that is all the rage
Is “SEER-sha” – means “freedom”.
By the way, if you need 'em,
You’ve Réaltán and Síofra to gauge!
Are you freaking kidding me?
SEER-sha is the way it’s to be?
Now how could one guess?
Well, I tried my best.
So much for my next spelling bee!
[QUOTE=Oy!]
How could this dumb poster named Oy!
(Who’s, by the way, also a Goy)
Tell Christian from Jew
Or, hell, brown eyes from blue
When she can’t even tell girl from boy??? (on this message board, not in real life)
Can’t tell a girl from a boy?
Giraffe from a Zebra? Hoy Boy?
But as saoire’s rhyme shows
And everyone knows
It’s not only you, Doper oy!
There is a young Doper named Annie-
Xmas whose verse is uncanny.
She’s gen’rous and kind,
She has a great mind
And some say she has a great fanny*!
*US. Version, not UK Version, I don’t want to go there, thank you very much!
It’s true, what she says about saoirse
It’s not said quite the way it appears-se
It was dona go lor,
(well you’re no Gaeilgeoir)
But an honest attempt that endears yeh.
I wish I could write like you folks,
My poems end up as sad jokes.
My name is half real,
Are yours? that the deal?
I’ll ne’er be mistooken* a bloke!
*is too a word.
Hey, eleanor, don’t feel so sad.
You can rig up a verse that ain’t bad.
So by happy! Don’t sigh.
Could be worse – Look how I
Channel Ed, Ted and Fred, my triad.
Could those be three sep’rate cats?
They all look the same, how’s that?
I have an orange tab too,
Looks just like yours’ do-
But he’s not chubby; he’s fat!
(name of Simon–but that doesn’t rhyme)