On a whim, I decided I'd present a limerick today, freshly penned. (By me, not the pig in my pocket who usually writes my stuff.) And since limericks are explained on wikipedia as "witty or humorous," well... there's where the post title came from.
*ahem*
There once was girl who wrote,
Sometimes this or that or a note.
She found poetry hard,
Certain she was no Bard,
Such skills were, for her, remote.
How 'bout you? Can you offer something fun for Witty Wednesday? Try a limerick!
12 comments:
Oh now! I have never been able to do this! But you're good at it!
Don't you love limericks?
There once lived a gal
named Janna,
Who was cuter than Hannah
Montana
At her good bloggy
Things never got soggy
For Janna's posts were
better than manna
Hmm.. I guess this counts toward my daily writing.. hehehe..
She who speaks softly and carries a big pen,
Always looking for the writer's zen,
She who writes vivid and bold,
Always caring with a heart of gold,
May she be ever successful again and again.
How about instead of a limerick, a corny Christmas joke?
Why are Christmas trees like bad knitters?
They both drop their needles! ;)
Oh Terri, you could! You should have seen the dozen false starts I had...
Angie - Cute! I knew you'd contribute. ;)
Cel - Very sweet. I'm impressed!
Joanne - *guffaws* I love me a good bad joke. LOL!
How fun! I was worried for a minute that you were naming a post after our dear friend. :P
A limerick? Hmm, let's see.
There once was a girl from Chicago
Who married a boy near the lago
They moved south of the border
To a place full of disorder
Where the politicians are worse than dear Blago.
lago = lake
Blago = latest corrupt politician in Illinois
:)
I once lived in a town called Limerick, but that's the only limerick I know. Couldn't do it if I tried...no poetry in these fingers.
Yours was nice though. :)
Melanie - Bwah ha ha ha, NEVER! ;) *snort* Very good limerick, btw!
Fringegirl - Well then, for you? It counts! :)
Love it!
There once was a poodle from Pembroke
Who was a rather macho bloke
He dyed his curls in maroon
And often howled at the moon
Till a flying snowball made him choke.
Once there was a man who was quite hairy
He wrote women's fic which is kind of scary
Which may be why no one will buy his books
Or it could be that his writing simply sooks.
Melissa - :D
Turkey - What a funny poodle! ;)
Travis - *snicker*
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