Limerick for Writers
We’re limerick writers of wonder With humor we pen without blunder. When we send a zinger, Each joke seems to linger, With flashes of lightning and thunder. Our audience just sits and waits To hear how each line berates. We’re sure to malign The next guy in line, The one that we just love to hate. Our game plan should hold no surprise. A verse form that just satisfies. We slam-dunk our rhyming With impeccable timing Then wait to claim our first prize. So here’s to each limerick we write. Sending it up like a kite. It dips and it swerves As we gather our nerves To watch it soar to new heights. By Raynette Eitel
In her comment Marry said she hasn't heard a limerick in a long time. I found this one... the first clean one I found... and loved it as a commentary on our readings this week.