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Snow White over the ocean
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INFJ.
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4 x 6 (I think).
I remember this one from when I was a kid:


One bright day in the middle of the night
two dead boys went out to fight,
back to back they faced each other
drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard all the noise
and came and shot those two dead boys
and if you don't believe this lie is true
ask the blind man, he saw it too.

(Morbid but clever).
 
This one caught my eye
'Tis a favourite project of mine,
A new value of pi to assign.
​
I would fix it at 3,
For it's simpler, you see,
Than 3 point 1 4 1 5 9
 
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from a far I saw the flower of Demeter
I pined for a time just to meet her
she turned up her nose
when I offered a rose
but smiled when I gave something sweeter
 
In the time of chimpanzees I had no rule.
Ravenously selfish and cruel.
Nostromo La fiqa,
I tortured for weekas,
All the time playing the fool.
 
From a wonderful series of horror movies:

There once was a man from Madras
whose balls were made of fine brass.
In stormy weather, they both clanged together
and sparks flew out of his ass!
 
Here's one of my own:

I find sex and cooking such fun
That I don't practice moderation
Since I've recently learned
I would rather get burned
Then let myself be underdone! ;)
 
two policeman went out to lie , ask dead boys they shot and this middle from this one man heard the . in the shot o

back when I was a kid remember boys,
each bright other came if blind to the noise
One day deaf swords he drew
you believe and faced true
their all back and each other's night toys
 
From The Limerick Song (on the soundtrack of my childhood):

A pretty young lady named Lynn
was far too rich and too thin
one day in the shade
as she drank lemonade
she slipped through the straw and fell in.
 
There once was a boy from Palatia
Who sailed a few sheets of rice paper
They flew through the air
Into a neighbor's frigidaire
Where they slid into a bowl of ice shakers
 
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Hammed enacted a terrorist plot
At London's most well-guarded spot
He neither blew up the Queen
Nor her black limousine
It's exhaust for his lips was too hot.
 
Flavus posts often on this forum
Mindful and mindless of decorum
his content is swervey
twixt contemplative and nervey
but he still as not assembled a harem
 
Obama obumble obraindead obum
How many poets can sing praise for a sum
Country in despair and on its last leg
Thanks to a king fresh from the grave
 
I once saw a hearty thread
clicking on it I will not, I said
finding a solution
in great profusion
writing a limerick gives me street cred :nod:
 
The bloke from our imagination
called out for a rhyming sensation
when no one stepped in,
I took pity on him,
and wrote one without hesitation.
 
Limericks I have three to post
some of which I like the most.
But none of them mine,
I'll have to decline:
I don't have any right to a boast.​
  1. We hope you're enjoying the flight
    On the left we're just coming in sight
    Of Swindon, or Stroud,
    All covered in cloud,
    And it's much the same thing on the right.
  2. The pilot has turned on the signs
    So stow away bags of all kinds
    Then make sure your tray
    Is folded away
    And your seat back no longer reclines.
  3. Sean Connery, in Vyshny Volochyok,
    In the rain, on a drizzly solo trek
    Said … (attempting a Sean Connery impersonation) “Forgetting my shweater
    Has made me much wetter.
    I shertainly do miss my polo neck.”

Cabin Pressure. Series 2, Episode 6, 'Limerick'
 
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Limericks make me feel breezy
Cute and childlike, but not easy
Words in a row
Catprints on the snow
Are we all human or schizy?
 
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