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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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My fortune
Or else
Neither rust
Even taxes
Yet I
My fortune is yet to be made
Or else
Neither rust
Even taxes
Yet I
My fortune is yet to be made
Or else all my hopes are to fade
Neither rust nor
Even taxes must
Yet I still
My fortune is yet to be made
Or else all my hopes are to fade
Neither rust nor moth doth corrupt
Even taxes must...
Yet I still....
sorry Marc- your stray 'moth' is making life awful difficult for us feeble souls that would wish to complete - any chance of revising?
Please Chalky, feel free to ignore my awfully difficult line. I thought you needed a few xtra syllables to be able to finish line 4? Good luck!
My fortune is yet to be made
Or else all my hopes are to fade
Neither rust nor revising
Even taxes must...
Yet I still...
My fortune is yet to be made
Or else all my hopes are to fade
Neither rust nor to get laid
Even taxes must be paid
Yet I still...
interesting concept with 5 rhyming lines....
My fortune is yet to be made
Or else all my hopes are to fade
Neither rust nor to get laid
(Even taxes must be paid)
Yet I still live my life as a maid
5 rhyming lines is acceptable - however, lines 3 & 4 with 3 beats each is not.
Another acrostic,shall we?
P
A
N
I
C
let's shall.
Perhaps
About
No
I fear
Could
(3,3,3,3,3, so far - so good)
Perhaps when
About time
No longer
I fear that
Could never
Perhaps when our
About time that
No longer will
I fear that swan's
Could never be

[Iroulay] Make it easy, why don't you? :-)

Perhaps when our experts arrive
About time! That means it's past five?
"No longer" Will said,
"I fear that swan's dead."
"Could never be classed as alive"


What
Who
When
Why
How
What matter
Who mutter
When nutters
Why splutter
How utterly
What matter those
Who stutter "F-f-flutter
When nutters whose
Why splutter those
How utterly buttered
What matter those guttersnipe's chatter
Who stutter "F-f-flutter
When nutters whose twitters
Why splutter those
How utterly buttered's my
What matter those guttersnipe's chatter
Who stutter "F-f-flutter" Such patter!
When nutters whose twitters
Why splutter those bitters
How utterly buttered's my batter
[Chalky] Well done, never thought this attempt could be landed safely!
Just a reminder of where we started:
This ‘peri-mental Limerick form
Trying to find its steady-state norm,

Can't help but to flux,
And thus the game's crux -
To gain a safe harbor mid-storm.
How about a seasonal acrostic?

A
P
R
I
L

A Springtime
Pretty
Rosebuds
Incredible
Lovely

A Springtime night frost
Pretty ice crystals
Rosebuds withering
Incredible sad
Lovely white hoarfrost
A Springtime night frost on the lawn
Pretty ice crystals glist`ning at dawn
Rosebuds withering
Incredible sad
Lovely white hoarfrost
 (I had to use a `, because the \\\\\\\' still appears to be adding obliques and I wanted to indicate the scansion)
Is it my fault? Sorry.
- Kill, kill...this limerick I mean.
A Springtime night frost on the lawn
Pretty ice crystals glist`ning at dawn
Rosebuds withering sadly
Incredible sad, so badly
Lovely white hoarfrost, foregone.....
Suggesting another try starting with the end rhymes:
….better,
….wetter,
….got,
….spot,
….get her.
...lot better
...yacht wetter
...pantaloons got
embarrasing spot
...not get her.
...I felt a lot better
...employ a yacht wetter
When her pantaloons got
An embarrassing spot
...I just could not get her.
…anyone having a better (or wetter?) suggestion?
Prince Andrews statement after the Fastnet-race 1985 as he (still somewhat seasick and with a hammering hangover) met with Fergie in Cowes, Isle of Wight (I was there so I know):
Last night as I felt a lot better
I swore to employ a yacht wetter
When her pantaloons got
An embarrassing spot
I knew that I just could not get her

Back to basics, romantic setting, 'Red sails in the sunset...'
While sailing along in the breeze,
Wind steady and life is at ease,
As the sails bulge, I kiss her... Mills and Boone soppy limericks?
I whisper, "I miss yer"
She pukes and goes weak at the knees
I live as a modest young maid
Drink tea while I wait to get laid
And I'm hoping one night
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