Limericks (1/28/2010)

Believe me: some really impressive sonnets will be posted soon. But for now, try to appreciate this limericks. To their credit, they were reeling a bit from the sonnet assignment: their poetic abilities were a bit taxed.

Here comes a kid named Cob,

Thence once was a man named Bob,

That never knew how to give

He finally felt big

Just because he decided to rob.

- Eric Martin (who must have composed this in a matter of seconds)

There was an old woman named Ben

Who cried when she saw a red wren.

When was asked her own name

She answered in shame

That wren did not rhyme with Ben.

- Tommy Butcher

She woke up before school one spring day

It was late so she could not say "hey"

To her mom who was fun

She liked to see sun

So she said, "I am just making fun!"

- Patrick Reagan

There was a young man from Kentucky

Who persistently hoped to get lucky

And find a cool car

Whose rubber he'd char

But he got ate by his young dog, Bucky.

- Jeremy Davison

There once was a man from the West

Who never was the very best

Then he went to the school

And he learned a new rule

That he could become the smart-est.

- Andrew Smith

I am the man with the plan

Who also has a tan

I live every day and night

Without any fright

That's why I'm the man with the plan.

- Scott Witt

Violence is everything to us.

I'd laugh if you got hit by a bus.

Your brains on the ground-

Your legs we have found.

I'd get weak if you got hit by a bus.

- Christina Jones

There was a man, Saddam Hussein

Was sometime thought to be mundane

Kids teased of his nose,

He shot off their toes.

He grew up and ended to hang.

- Tim Keep