Eight Syllables twice at the start can be seven or nine if you're smart Then twice we go five or six if you strive to sling verse that won't fall apart
Still not grasping the meter and time Anthony struggled to master just rhyme though small steps he takes and poor verses he makes The lessons may yet stop his crime
That is the first time I have gotten blocked for poetry.... and he still didn't write a single proper limerick (I think the last one got close, but lets face it, he borrowed most of it), for all his posturing and effort.
A limerick nazi once said: "your meter's all jacked in the head, the rhyme scheme is good but the rhythm sucks wood!" How's that for an end to a thread?
I'm sure that it's really not news that as poets, we really can't lose We play rhyming games yet avoid all the blame It's not us who's confused, it's our muse!
These limericks spoken by Craig
ReplyDeleteare the best ones at pulling your leg
For better of worse
His talent for verse
makes us all laugh until we beg
:)
Anthony Barber
ReplyDeleteEight Syllables twice at the start
can be seven or nine if you're smart
Then twice we go five
or six if you strive
to sling verse that won't fall apart
Nate McD
ReplyDeleteThough the insult is cold,
It's still childish, all told.
It's just a retort,
When prose is quite short;
Why do I have to scold? :-P
Still not grasping the meter and time
ReplyDeleteAnthony struggled to master just rhyme
though small steps he takes
and poor verses he makes
The lessons may yet stop his crime
Sigh. Very well then,
ReplyDeleteI'll state it again.
It's true at the start;
Not in it my heart...
But now comes the spin!
Should I now be impressed
By web beating of chest?
That could be your thought,
But alas--I'm not.
Though now I digress...
Thinking you are cool,
While being a tool.
I'll have to surmise,
You just look for size.
But I see a fool.
And now it's a rule,
Rather than to school:
I must take the time,
To block with a rhyme
When I meet a mule!
Hickory dickory dock,
Notice the time on the clock.
I'm quite sure my IQ
Can run circles 'round you,
To you I offer a block.
That is the first time I have gotten blocked for poetry.... and he still didn't write a single proper limerick (I think the last one got close, but lets face it, he borrowed most of it), for all his posturing and effort.
ReplyDeleteA limerick nazi once said:
"your meter's all jacked in the head,
the rhyme scheme is good
but the rhythm sucks wood!"
How's that for an end to a thread?
Your efforts all make me quite happy
ReplyDeleteI don't care if poems are crappy
I plus them the same
For there is no shame
In commenting verse that is snappy
I'm sure that it's really not news
ReplyDeletethat as poets, we really can't lose
We play rhyming games
yet avoid all the blame
It's not us who's confused, it's our muse!
"There once was an itsy bitsy spider from Nantucket ..."
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