i wrote a limerick

[mc1]

there once was a luthier from nantucket,
whose instruments were built like a bucket.
... customers spurned,
... and quickly returned,
them so fast he rarely could duck it.

[Glennwillow]

Good job, mc1!

It has always seemed to me that most limericks are off-color, yet somehow you managed to compose one that is entertaining, apropos to the forum, and within the PG rating limits of the forum. Good for you.

I could try one...

There once was a guy from the forum,
Whose comments rankled decorum.
He tried his best, but still made a mess,
Yet when he backed off, he seemed to bore 'em.

Maybe we could set these to music...

- Glenn

[mc1]

good job, glenn!

[ewalling]

Originally Posted by Glennwillow

Good job, mc1!

............ and within the PG rating limits of the forum. Good for you.

And when you consider that the last word of the first line was 'Nantucket,' the achievement is all the greater!

Does anyone visit UMGF? I do but the only thing I really do there is contribute to the 'Let's Make a Limerick' thread in the Off-Topic sub-forum. There's an ongoing limerick to which each person adds a line until the poem finishes. The person who writes the last line then begins a new one. It's been a very successful thread and is really good fun! I've been adding my lines for a good few years.

[Glennwillow]

Originally Posted by ewalling

And when you consider that the last word of the first line was 'Nantucket,' the achievement is all the greater!

Does anyone visit UMGF? I do but the only thing I really do there is contribute to the 'Let's Make a Limerick' thread in the Off-Topic sub-forum. There's an ongoing limerick to which each person adds a line until the poem finishes. The person who writes the last line then begins a new one. It's been a very successful thread and is really good fun! I've been adding my lines for a good few years.

Well, I bet you are good at putting limericks together!

- Glenn

PS:
There once was a girl from Nazareth,
Who played guitar in the band she was with,
She picked and she played, till the pick that she flayed,
Ended up in her dinnertime sandwich.

[mc1]

his tone improved by four smidgens,
though he plucked like two pecks from three pigeons,
... gave himself mighty praise,
... that went on for six days,
'til his wife told him 'twas the new bridge pins.

[Glennwillow]

Originally Posted by mc1

his tone improved by four smidgens
though he plucked like two pecks from three pigeons,
... gave himself mighty praise,
... that went on for six days,
'til his wife told him 'twas new bridge pins.

Oooohhh... Really clever -- WELL DONE!

- Glenn

[ewalling]

Originally Posted by Glennwillow

Well, I bet you are good at putting limericks together!

- Glenn

PS:
There once was a girl from Nazareth,
Who played guitar in the band she was with,
She picked and she played, till the pick that she flayed,
Ended up in her dinnertime sandwich.

Thanks Glenn.

... and I from what I see here, you have a spirited muse, too!

[Glennwillow]

I bought a guitar at the store today;
But I'm not sure right now what my wife will say.
She's generally mellow, but I feel kind of yellow,
About the shotgun she keeps in the window bay.

[cotten]

There once was a dude with a 'tude,
Whose words were most always so crude.
He got on a forum, fouled up the decorum,
Soon banned for his wont to be rude.

So he started his own group, no doubt,
Where 'bout the first group they would shout.
So lewd, crude and rude they would constantly brood,
They forgot what the first group's about.

Wasn't long 'fore the second group died,
But hey, at least he had tried.
So the dude sneaked back in, again to begin,
But soon his rude membership fried.

So now he finds he's been banned twice,
'Cause he can't understand just "Be nice."
He'll sneak in again, yes, this is his plan,
'Fore long he'll find he's been banned thrice.

This poem is totally fictional.
The resemblance is coincidentional.
No animals were harmed, coffee barely was warmed,
But the tune in my brain is sensational!

[Glennwillow]

I know a old lady from Aberdeen;
Who'd once been a famous country music queen;
She was incredibly cute, some kind of beaut;
But she had the worst singing voice in the music scene.

[Glennwillow]

Originally Posted by cotten

There once was a dude with a 'tude,
Whose words were most always so crude.
He got on a forum, fouled up the decorum,
Soon banned for his wont to be rude.

So he started his own group, no doubt,
Where 'bout the first group they would shout.
So lewd, crude and rude they would constantly brood,
They forgot what the first group's about.

Wasn't long 'fore the second group died,
But hey, at least he had tried.
So the dude sneaked back in, again to begin,
But soon his rude membership fried.

So now he finds he's been banned twice,
'Cause he can't understand just "Be nice."
He'll sneak in again, yes, this is his plan,
'Fore long he'll find he's been banned thrice.

This poem is totally fictional.
The resemblance is coincidentional.
No animals were harmed, coffee barely was warmed,
But the tune in my brain is sensational!

Wow, Cotton... Simply amazing and totally apropos for the forum!

- Glenn

[ewalling]

There was a young plucker named Dwight,
Whose guitar opened up overnight.
He thought himself blessed,
And upon getting dressed,
He announced she was no longer tight!

[Glennwillow]

Originally Posted by ewalling

There was a young plucker named Dwight,
Whose guitar opened up overnight.
He thought himself blessed,
And upon getting dressed,
He announced she was no longer tight!

Very good!

[mc1]

there once was a songwriter from el cajon,
who fancied himself the next l. cohen.
... thoughts so esoteric,
... 'twere hardly a lyric,
so marianne and suzanne took his microphone.