2807. In "The Shining," too

Remember that guy, Scatman Crothers?
He was one of the coolest of 'brothers'
Acted, sang, played guitar
"Chico" made him a star
Always watched him when I had my 'druthers.
My 1st time to insert two links in one post.

2804-2806. As requested

I sent 20 of my opera limericks to friend Zelda.  She asked for more.

If you go to see Don Giovanni
Don't expect to hear, "Down on the Swanee."
Its libretto (Italian)
Tells of a rapscallion
Who 'got his way' by being brawny.

The Grand Opera called La bohème,
Features love scenes (but all are quite tame)
Sick Mimi, her fellow,
Musetta, Marcello,
Play rôles in this sad story's fame.
(Excuse the Okie twang... it's pronounced 'Bo-M.')

Though he never wrote one 'bout karate
Or used words from a bar room or potty
His work called Amahl
Has the pow'r to enthrall.
The author?  Gian Carlo Menotti.
Full title is Amahl and the Night Visitors.

2803. Froggy went a' courtin'

My date one night seemed really hot
I was hoping to get in her twat
She allowed me to take a
Look at her cloaca
But that was as far as I got.

2802. Disturbance in the force

For at least fifteen years, without fail,
Each weekend has brought "AWADmail"
I know I've been spoiled
By the way Anu's toiled,
Shame on those who've decided to rail.

For more than 20 years, Anu Garg, head wordsmith at A.Word.A.Day, has been emailing out a weekend newsletter with selected comments from readers.  As of 4:40 pm CST on Monday, 4/16 it has not yet been published.

I'll let you know when I hear why.  Hopefully, it isn't due to an illness or accident.

2801. My colorful e-friend

I once met a woman named Claudia
Few women have acted much bawdia.
And with blue, mauve, and puce
Intermixed with chartreuse,
Her clothing could not have been gaudia.

2800. N'Awlins ballin's

A Storyville hooker named Valerie
Liked to sip lemonade on her gallery
'Til a man came along;
Then she'd suck on his dong,
And fuck him right out of his salary.

Here's a picture of a wraparound gallery.  Click to enlarge.

2799. An orthographical oops

Writing an email while watching The Masters golf tournament, I misspelled 'emperor' as emporer.  The recipient pointed out my flub and I wrote back, blaming it on my trying to simultaneously type and follow the golf.  She's from Atlantic City and replied with this syllogism:

Guys can’t multi-Tasso.
Phil is a guy.
Therefore Phil can’t multi-task.
(I'm guessing Tasso was an on-purpose misspelling of 'Task.')  Anyway, I replied,

I had not ever heard the word 'tasso'
So I used Google just like a lasso
Learned it's some cut of pork
(Is it said in New York?)
And this final line rhymes 'cause I sasso.