My father would often recite limerick style poetry to me as a child, often times they were created by him in the moment. He taught me to love all poetry, but especially the funny and clever limerick.
Here are a few by Edward Lear
There was an Old Man who supposed,
That the street door was partially closed;
But some very large rats,
Ate his coats and his hats,
While that futile old gentleman dozed.
There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, 'It is just as I feared!
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!’
Who said, 'It is just as I feared!
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!’
Here are a few more:
Published in 1902 in the Princeton Tiger:
There once was a man from Nantucket
Who kept all his cash in a bucket.
But his daughter, named Nan,
Ran away with a man
And as for the bucket, Nantucket.
By John Updike
There was an old poop from Poughkeepsie,
Who tended, at night, to be tipsy.
Said he, “my last steps
Aren’t propelled by just Schweppes
That peppy old poop from Poughkeepsie.
These are a lot of fun to read and write. Please share if you have a favorite or if you would like to write one!
The halibut I will confide,
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His cousin's a flounder
but isn't much rounder,
and both will swim out with the tide.
I love your limerick my clever friend!!! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI love these ittle limerick poems, but im not sure what to make of John Updike's poem. Yeah its talking about a drunk old man, but what is he propelled by besides alcohol?
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