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Saturday, November 28, 2015
1909. My titles' pungent aromas
I feel that I often do cram My puns down your throats just like spam See, I'm filled with ambition And seek recognition (My surname is ended with 'ham.')
Being a middle-child probably contributes to my need for attention.
I can't understand why more folks Don't comment some more or crack jokes Their lives are too busy Their heads are all dizzy As if they've had thrombolic strokes.
They take on too much stuff to do Don't smell flowers, read poems, or find you You need more exposure Then there'd be some closure Remember, it's THEM and not you.
Keep jamming those puns down my throat I'll swallow them all till I bloat I can't get enough Of your limerick stuff Which I quote and take note and promote. (for the blues, it's a great antidote)
You're a ham but at least you admit it That's okay, you're due plenty of credit You're not at all lazy You're just a bit crazy And philthy and funny And shocking and punny So don't ever think you can quit it.
A middle child? Cry me a puddle I think you need one extra cuddle You'll get MORE than attention We'll give you affection A group hug should do it, let's huddle.
You're a talented poet, my friend Just keep writing and don't let it end Can't you see? People want it So go ahead, flaunt it! More time on your blog we will spend.
Being proficient in puns, to me, is pundamental to writing good limericks.
ReplyDeleteI can't understand why more folks
ReplyDeleteDon't comment some more or crack jokes
Their lives are too busy
Their heads are all dizzy
As if they've had thrombolic strokes.
They take on too much stuff to do
Don't smell flowers, read poems, or find you
You need more exposure
Then there'd be some closure
Remember, it's THEM and not you.
Keep jamming those puns down my throat
I'll swallow them all till I bloat
I can't get enough
Of your limerick stuff
Which I quote and take note and promote.
(for the blues, it's a great antidote)
You're a ham but at least you admit it
That's okay, you're due plenty of credit
You're not at all lazy
You're just a bit crazy
And philthy and funny
And shocking and punny
So don't ever think you can quit it.
A middle child? Cry me a puddle
I think you need one extra cuddle
You'll get MORE than attention
We'll give you affection
A group hug should do it, let's huddle.
You're a talented poet, my friend
Just keep writing and don't let it end
Can't you see? People want it
So go ahead, flaunt it!
More time on your blog we will spend.
S.H.
Your place or mine, Suzanne?
ReplyDeleteWell, I don't do ménage aux trois, so it'll have to be my place. Hope you're not too disappointed.
DeleteS.H.
BTW, did you use the other pronunciation of 'bow' when reading the title to #1903?
ReplyDeleteI couldn't decide which of the two pronunciations I should use, so I applied both; they're both relevant.
DeleteS.H.
It was a double entendre, but for humor, say 'boe.' No doubt it would save wear and tear on the family jewels!
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