I once wrote a (gasp, rude) limerick about a young lady in the Outback somewhere.
There was a young lady, an Aussie,
Whose hiney was shiny and glossy.
The cause, at the core,
Of her polished back door
Was its use by her donkey and hossy.
That got a laugh!
When I was training for triathlon I used to make up limericks about places with difficult names to rhyme -- like Wallacia (which has a couple of rather rude rhymes) and Luddenham. Not gonna post 'em here, though. Still, it kept me occupied on some of those long bike rides.
But I would love something like that.
with her laptop in her own little Eden
Sorry....that's about it for now
No, but I wrote one about a notorious doctrinaire lib on SH who would always duck and run when he couldn't logically defend his absurd pontifications.
No
Not one that I could quote on a family-friendly site. >:-/
There was a young lady, an Aussie,
Whose hiney was shiny and glossy.
The cause, at the core,
Of her polished back door
Was its use by her donkey and hossy.
When I was training for triathlon I used to make up limericks about places with difficult names to rhyme -- like Wallacia (which has a couple of rather rude rhymes) and Luddenham. Not gonna post 'em here, though. Still, it kept me occupied on some of those long bike rides.
Yes
A poem. The guy wasn't talented so much, but very sweet.
No, but I wrote sometimes funny rhymes or anecdotes about events and for some class mates, colleagues and friends - lol.
Here's an excerpt about a class meeting event, and lacking or failing power and waiting for hours for the break-down service:
Excerpt (of the English version):
"There are days of little pleasure
leaving hardly time for leisure;
waiting for the break-down service,
regretting a lack of practice -
mumbling against the evidence -
there is no lucky providence.
Remember when the power failed:
a flash of lightning, while it hailed
put the lights off in the city,
including the publicity;
people with torches filled the ways -
a strange atmosphere nowadays …
................"