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Limericks
Posted by: charles ronayne (---.liv.ac.uk)
Date: October 29, 2002 12:58PM
<HTML>No I dont have anything to offer but I thought that thread I started before had strayed a little too far off the beaten track so I thought it would be better to start a thread for these little lovelies on their own. Hmm. Just a thought, but wouldn't the not-so-French guy off 'Allo 'Allo get Landen to rhyme with Swindon? Maybe not. Anyway back to work. Charles</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: ScarletBea (148.177.129.---)
Date: October 29, 2002 01:06PM
<HTML>lol I think he would ;)
(and yes, back to work)</HTML>
(and yes, back to work)</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: jon (---.abel.net.uk)
Date: October 29, 2002 01:24PM
<HTML>There was a young lady from Swindon
Who tried to get Hades (a crim) done
He escaped to a book
But didn't get off the hook
The end he came to was a grim one.
A clever young chap called Fforde
Whose stories made nobody bored
Said "I think I just might
Start up a web site"
And he did, and the rest of us roared.
(My favourite limerick;
There was a young man in a tree
Who was stung on the arm by a wasp
When asked "Does it hurt?"
He replied, "Not a bit;
I'm so glad it wasn't a hornet.")
Ahem.....back to work......</HTML>
Who tried to get Hades (a crim) done
He escaped to a book
But didn't get off the hook
The end he came to was a grim one.
A clever young chap called Fforde
Whose stories made nobody bored
Said "I think I just might
Start up a web site"
And he did, and the rest of us roared.
(My favourite limerick;
There was a young man in a tree
Who was stung on the arm by a wasp
When asked "Does it hurt?"
He replied, "Not a bit;
I'm so glad it wasn't a hornet.")
Ahem.....back to work......</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: Bowden Cable (---.man.dial.ntli.net)
Date: October 29, 2002 04:29PM
<HTML>Very good! Here are a few limericks I used to tell in the old days, when I was still doing stand-up at 'The Happy Squid'....
There was a young lady from Chichester
Whose beauty made the Saints in their niches stir.
One morning at matins,
her breasts in white satins,
Made the Bishop of Chichester's breeches stir.
There was a young lady from Madrid,
Who thought she was having a kid.
She ate raw meat and blubber,
canvas and rubber -
and out popped a Dunlop - non-skid!
There was a young lady from Crewe
whose limericks ended at line two
Cheers, Bowden.</HTML>
There was a young lady from Chichester
Whose beauty made the Saints in their niches stir.
One morning at matins,
her breasts in white satins,
Made the Bishop of Chichester's breeches stir.
There was a young lady from Madrid,
Who thought she was having a kid.
She ate raw meat and blubber,
canvas and rubber -
and out popped a Dunlop - non-skid!
There was a young lady from Crewe
whose limericks ended at line two
Cheers, Bowden.</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: dave (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: October 29, 2002 09:21PM
<HTML>ok, not so much a limerick (not a limerick at all in fact), but my all time favourite poem, by Spike (gawd rest his soul) Milligan
There's holes in the sky
Where the rain gets in.
They're ever so small,
That's why rain's thin.
splendid.
ahem. Back to the limericks....</HTML>
There's holes in the sky
Where the rain gets in.
They're ever so small,
That's why rain's thin.
splendid.
ahem. Back to the limericks....</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: Ooktavia (---.nv.iinet.net.au)
Date: November 01, 2002 09:55AM
<HTML> Sonnet and Limerick
The sonnet with her Mona Lisa smile
Broods on the world with other-worldly stare.
Priestess of melancholy, darkly fair,
Serene above our fury, guilt, and guile,
She, in her deeps, has learned to reconcile
Life's contradictions. Really, I declare,
I'd gladly trust a sonnet anywhere,
That pure, seraphic sedentary. While
The limerick's furtive and mean;
You must keep her in close quarantine,
Or she sneaks to the slums,
And promptly becomes
Disorderly, drunk and obscene.
-- Morris Bishop
I didn't write this, bit I think it's good!</HTML>
The sonnet with her Mona Lisa smile
Broods on the world with other-worldly stare.
Priestess of melancholy, darkly fair,
Serene above our fury, guilt, and guile,
She, in her deeps, has learned to reconcile
Life's contradictions. Really, I declare,
I'd gladly trust a sonnet anywhere,
That pure, seraphic sedentary. While
The limerick's furtive and mean;
You must keep her in close quarantine,
Or she sneaks to the slums,
And promptly becomes
Disorderly, drunk and obscene.
-- Morris Bishop
I didn't write this, bit I think it's good!</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: Sarah H Egginton (---.vip.uk.com)
Date: December 01, 2002 03:27PM
<HTML>There was a young lady called Next
Who learned how to jump into text.
She did it so well
She sent Hades to Hell,
And Schitt into Poe, so he's vexed.</HTML>
Who learned how to jump into text.
She did it so well
She sent Hades to Hell,
And Schitt into Poe, so he's vexed.</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: Magda (---.dialip.mich.net)
Date: December 01, 2002 05:44PM
<HTML>Very good!</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: poetscientistdrinker (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: December 01, 2002 11:04PM
<HTML>Make that a VERY slow sunday!
Made me laugh though...</HTML>
Made me laugh though...</HTML>
Re: Limericks
Posted by: Sarah H Egginton (---.vip.uk.com)
Date: December 02, 2002 12:17PM
<HTML>Thanks... glad you liked it. ;-)</HTML>
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