Limericks

[Aeryn]

(Okay I am mad now, I typed this stuff out and now I have to type it again!)

Rules of a Limerick
A limerick is a 5 line poem where the 1s 2nd and 5th line rhyme, they also have a rythmical pattern of 3 groups of stressed and unstressed syllables. The 3rd and 4th line rhyme with eachother and have the pattern of 2 groups of stressed and unstressed syllables. (Note: Not all Limericks follow these exact guidelines)

Try to make your own!!!!
Here are some examples....

There once was a man of Perth
Who was born on the day of his birth
he was married they say
on his wife's wedding day
and he died when he quitted the earth.

There once was an old man from Denver
Who had a hard time to remember
He went out to a diner
And ate nothing finer
But her didn't get home till September

There was a man from Devizes
who had ears of different sizes
the one that was small
was no use at all
but the other won several prizes

There once was a lady from Pright
Whose speed was much faster than light
She set out one day
in a relative way
And returned home the previous night

A diner while dining in Crewe
Found a large mouse in his stew
Said the waiter,"Don't shout
And wave it about
or the others will be wanting one too."

There once was a girl called Susie
Whose mother had called her a floozy
When she left her old house
She saw a great mouse
And suddenly felt very woozy

There was a young maid from Madras
Who had a magnificent a$$;
Not rounded and pink,
As you probably think---
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass

There once was a kid named Darren
Who's room was surprisingly barren
He had no toys
Like all normal boys
But he did believe in sharing

There was a young lady from Niger,
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger.
After the ride
She was inside,
And the smile was on the face of the tiger.

There once was a poet named Dan,
Who's poetry never would scan.
When told this was so,
He said, "Yes, I know"
"It's because I try to put every possible syllable into the very last line that I can" !!

To Hilary Clinton said Bill,
I think we're staying on Capital Hill,
'Cause that tired old timer, Dole,
Is digging himself a deep hole,
And the White Water thing's a cheap thrill.

There once was a lady named Lynn
Who was so uncommonly thin,
that when she assayed
to drink lemonade,
she slipped through the straw and fell in!

A wonderful bird is the Pelican.
His beak can hold more than his belly can.
He can hold in his beak
Enough food for a week!
But I'll be darned if I know how the hellican?

There once was a fellow named Jim
Who took his girl out for a spin
The speedometer rose
The gas pedal froze
They found parts of her but not him

(LISP)
A thpeeth teacther named Mitheth Bathye
Had thome thtudentth who acted quite lathye;
They lithped and they thputtered,
And thome of them th-th-thtuttered:
She thought they might jutht drive her crathye.

A canner exceedingly canny
One morning remarked to his granny
A canner can can
Anything that he can
But a canner can¹t can a can, can he?

There was a young lady named Slater
Who married an old alligator.
The night that they wed
They climbed into bed,
But rather than mate her, he ate her.

The once was a woman named Pat
Who just ate butter and sat;
She withered away
Until one day
Nothing was left butter fat.

By beauty I am not a star.
There are others more handsome by far.
My face I don't mind it.
because I'm behind it.
It's the people in front that I jar.

There was a young boy in my way
Who was always happy and gay
He jumped and he ran
Like a crazy old man
To avoid the fast moving sleigh