Of running this blog, and I fear
That my brain isn't fecund
Enough for a second
Still, hope I have brought you much cheer.
I've inscribed at least one every day,
But I'm 'bout out of things I can say
That are fresh, not absurd,
And don't bring up some word
That has heretofore come into play.
Though not calling it quits, I am tired,
Father Time's made me much less inspired.
'Stead of posting some poor
Ones the limerick du jour
Will now only appear when I'm wired.
I'm certain I'll post at least a few each week so keep checking in! And now, as a present to you, my readers, here are two from each camp:
Has nipples the size of peach pits!
Her boyfriend oft laps
At these humongous paps
While fondling her with his large mitts.
There once was a fellow named Pete
Who went to bed beating his meat.
He hadn't a tissue
To wipe up his issue,
Next morning was stuck to the sheet.
A young college student named Darrel,
Heads off to a library carrel.
His intent is to study
'Stead, texts with a buddy,
At test time he's over a barrel.
A pretty interpreter, Sophie,
Was also the mistress of Kofi
Annan* at the U.N.
Which made her a shoo-in
Each year for the Best Linguist trophy.
* He himself said it rhymes with 'cannon' but most people pronounced it 'uhNON' and I'm using that pronunciation to get proper rhythm in line 3.
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