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Multiple Lines Per Player: A Limericks Special Edition
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Here's an experiment with the Limerick form. In this game (and this one only) it is permissible for players to contribute more than one line each to each limerick, just to see if we can increase the level of coherence in this much-loved form as practised in the Morniverse. Everything else is the same as normal... Take it away!
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So I am free to use my web-cam putting that one to bed ...
I tried to find ice rinks to skate
On a trip to the Orange Free State
But all I could find
Was the roller-skate kind
Which started a heated debate
I've lost all my will to survive
Perhaps it is time to contrive
A method; a date
A partner, a mate
Who can jack up my lousy sex drive
I once found an ingot of lead
Tucked under the sheets of my bed
This slab of pure plumbum,
The cause of my numb bum,
Now anchors the wardrobe instead
My sandwiches fell in the bin
And got covered in raw chicken skin
At risk of contracting
Intestine extracting
I gulped a huge barrel of gin
I fear that that these strict Muslim loons
Who get angry at simple cartoons
Will settle the score
By being quick on the draw
And send round al-Qaeda's goons.
In a hut in north-western Nepal
An idol adheres to the wall
His one little eye
Sheds a tear by-and-by
For the fate that must surely befall. gulp
A
sprightly
old
widow
in
Kent |
Gave up
as she
Hidden textHad problems with stretching her tent; She raised it and said; Reminds me of Fred; Intention was good but his pole Oh so bent)
(Hide tags added posthumously by rab)
Hidden text[Anonymous] Why not try the
Hidden text tags? ;-)
Oooh!
Hidden textChalky!
That's just too
Hidden textclever!
visited Ghent |
She'd lost all
her money,
On horses
and honey |
Now
she's
riding
bareback (gee, thx rab for your kind assistance!)
to pay rent oblig.
When writing invisible lines
Make sure that your sentence aligns,
There's such an edict-
The rules are quite strict
And breaking them may lead to fines
I once saw a ghost in the hall
Play lacrosse, with his head as the ball
And, in place of a stick
He was using his hand
As he whacked his own head off the wall
I once won a long game of Fives
On a journey I made from St Ives
I gave my opponent
One smashing component
Then chopped him alive with my knifes (tough game in St. Ives)
When cooking a spicy hot meal
Make sure to have chop-sticks of steel
A sealed horseradish flask
A masala gas mask
And tastebuds that have little feel
At last it is Valentine’s Day!
Prepared for a roll in the hay?
Or are you toute seule
The loneliest girl?
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