A limerick’s not quite as pat
as rhyming three this and two that –
Anapests are the key,
three-three-two-two-three–
['Tag doffs his pedantical hat]
Yeah, I know that’s not how you pronounce “anapest” – work with me here, people 
The doper who’s called OneYogini
is much like a yogi, but teeny
so much that if he
were divided he’d be
referred to as “TwoYoginini”! 
Sorry for not following the “rules” of limericking. lol. I really didn’t know (if we learned it in school, I’ve long forgotten!). Anyway…(disregarding the “rules” again)
One named Yogini is female
I thought I’d just learn-ya this detail
I point it out not to be rude
so don’t give me no 'tude
dear 'Tag just flame me in e-mail!
I think I will need lots of licquor
To respond in a manner that’s quicker
Lest OneYogini
Should be besting me
With lim’ricks that make us all snicker
ETF, Annie-X, NCB
twickster, Biggirl, Eve, lieu and Esprix
might find this a suck up
except for the f*ck up
in coding to bold the last three.
I’m impressed by your rhyme vogel, Stern.
But now I am dying to learn
are there more vogels: Happy?
Sad? Mad? Perhaps Snappy?
Please answer me when you return.
Said 'Tag, with apologies brimming,
“'Yogini, your humor’s quite swimming,
to not take offense.”
Oy! Such an immense
bollix-up shows my brain cells are dimming!
And now fifty-four lim’ricks gone,
So how many more will go on?
Of the thousands who post
does Cecil’s board boast
just a handful who do more than yawn?
In Florida one chilly night
He thought he’d set his farts alight
With his pants at his knee
Said his friends “We can’t see,”
'Cause it’s Really Not All That Bright
Of course, after I’d gotten this one written, I realized that Really Not All That Bright was actually looking to see if his farts would steam in cold air, not lighting them on fire. But this scans and that doesn’t, so you’ll just have to live with it.
A poster by the name of Jack Batty,
Attempted limerics, tho they came out quite ratty,
He took too much time.
To think of a rhyme,
Aw, fuck it, let’s go smoke a fatty.
This is a really neat thread
started by EdTeddyFred.
Dopers make art
'cause they’re brainy and smart
and I bet they’re all great in bed.
look!ninjas what an excellent job
but soon my laughter turned into a sob
for what you said about Really must be true
he has an affinity for play with the flame that is blue
as I hear tell he eats too much broccoli raab
mwaahhhaaahaaa…flagrant disregard for the limerick rules indeed! lol! that was tough! (I wasn’t about to try rhyming “look!ninjas”; I’ll leave that to those better at this!!)
okay so the BF is out of town and I’m bored…
OneYogini was posting in excess
today and tonite she took no recess
other posters were mad
and said, “This poor girl is sad”
so Yogini left with the pie, and swore to post less.
:rolleyes:
YOU are my new idol - GREAT line!! lol!!
(…back to posting less…)
uh, wait…this just in…
lol!
To [Blonde, a limerick for you
man or woman I havent a clue
with no time to spare
cant search hide nor hair
previous posts for a gender cue
Man, that was weak.
LookNinjas! had sex on the brain
She wanted to score in a train
She was given the news:
“It’s been done by Tom Cruise.”
Then the look on her face was of pain.
Sorry, Ninja, I meant that for Heart. I mixed up y’all’s posts.
I saw 77 was posting
About which gender our fair Blonde is hosting
I performed some bar tests
Exposing her breasts
Then the whole bar stood up and was toasting
NoClueBoy and ETF,
Sitting in a tree.
Comparing their post counts,
By the light of the moon, we see.
First place went to NoClueBoy
Congrats we should send,
However - ladies go first
And they always win in the end.
Nvme77: Girl here! Nice limerick!
look!ninjas was driving Jack Batty:
“Have you NoClueBoy? Hate to sound catty,
But your Heart On My Sleeve’s
Like a Nametag that’s eas-
ily torn off. Ah, bittersweet that be!”
When Annie-X comes to my dump
Of a house, and the door gives its “THUMP!”
All the cats cry “Eureka!
It’s the cat-eating seeker!”
And they make in the bed-Clothahump.
Who the heck is Dominique?
Otherwise, I give you a big fat “A.” (No, it does NOT stand for “Ass.”)
A blonde, a red head and a brunette were competing in the English Channel Breast Stroke Competition.
The redhead won and the brunette came in second. However, there was no sign of the final contestant. Hours and hours went by causing grave concern and worry. Just as everyone was losing hope, the blonde finally arrived.
The crowd was extremely happy and relieved to see her. They embraced the young girl as she came ashore. After all of the excitement died down, she leaned over to the judge and whispered, “I hate to be a bad loser, but I think those other girls used their arms.”