pierre72 had a hard time
Linking on; found no way to sublime;
So he used menstruated
Which indeed demonstrated
His devotion to strictures of rhyme.
This thread, I must say, is amusing
(Although I skipped three pages-confusing!)
The rhymes are sublime,
If I had enough time
I’d have less strictures for your perusing.
I planned to spend a Sunday amusing
Myself with this board, but it was confusing
Me as to why it balked when I clicked,
But now that the problems seem to be licked,
I hope that the hamsters are done refusing!
The hamsters balked when you in hope
Pressed “reply”. And did it work? Nope!
With your gulit you must wrestle
'Cos I’m telling Cecil
“Sternvogel broke the Straight Dope!”
The Straight Dope 'twas said
Was today earlier dead
The hamsters were beat
They were not fed their treat
So they said screw you and went to bed.
The wheels of the hamsters, I fear
Had a screw loose on Sunday, it’s clear.
All you Dopers went mad
When you found that you had
No way in to exhort, flame or cheer.
Cheer Cheer
Did someone say cheer?
I think they did
So I’ll pop off a lid
And drink down a beer.
(i suck!)
Yeah, Rooves, how 'bout a cheer?
I exhort you for some beer
I won’t be -fit- to ride my wheels
Not even to get -Value-Meals
By the way, I new here.
(rather poor limerick, but i’ve got to say, that it was my first english limer.)
The value of being fit, I
Am told is the cold nitty-gritty
Of keeping my health
But I much prefer wealth
Of good humor and friends who are witty.
My wealth isn’t great, it is true.
The times when I’m witty are few.
And 'cause of Effexor
I’m bad at the sexx0r.
It’s making me cry. Wouldn’t you?
(that should be times)
Sometimes I’ve been angry and wouldn’t
Hold back things I’ve uttered and shouldn’t
Have said. Woe is me!
When I wanted to re-
Trieve my words, but too late! And I couldn’t.
:o :eek: :smack:
When angry, I don’t play these games;
there’s a risk that my posts might be flames.
Woe to all, they’re undone
after I spoil the fun
by calling my friends nasty names.
A nasty girl sat by the sea
She’d been to London and Paree…
But the risk that she took
Down beside a small brook…
Her condition’s described as “PG.”
“I will brook no refusal!” he cried.
“Leave for London upon the next tide.
Weigh your anchor; make fast
Every sail to your mast,
For our fortunes upon you must ride!”
A man went from London to look
At the islands named for Captain Cook
But while on Rarotonga,
He insulted his hosts – a wrong a
Cook Islander just cannot brook!
The Islander was greatly insulted when
Outsiders unknowingly disparaged customs beyond their ken.
“Ignorance is bliss” was not in effect there,
About the outsiders’ pleas, he did not care.
They were summarily ordered to be punished then!
I finally looked at the thread, and this is my first try at it… I may be back later, but don’t kill me if this attempt doesn’t satisfy!
Some teenagers’ morals are loose,
but ignorance is no excuse.
Saving “love” until marriage
should not be disparaged,
though peer pressure might feel like abuse.
Pooh Bear went to a marriage
and was feeling very disparaged
Forinasmuchaswhen
It’s ignorance again
To feed honey to the horse with the carriage.
drat! I was so happy for Pooh Bear!