Good grief! a new challenge at last
It just makes great limming a blast
I sit here with glee
My eyes goggling to see
Which fine girlies will make rhymes flash past

Hey I made page four just like that!
But I got no hoopla so "DRAT"
If I head to page five
With my hype still alive
Will you roll out a HUGE welcome mat?

I thought if I did a lim @ Herculena
For the fact in this thread we've not seen her
Visit our home she will
And dive in for the horrendous kill
And prove to us hestians she's no weiner.

[ January 12, 2003, 04:24 AM: Message edited by: Ruby Tuesday ]

in every limerick thread there must be
an innocent,unknowing newbie
instigating new rhymes
enjoying inclusion in our good times
and indulging in the occasional Gabbashing spree

Sorry about the H double up
I'm innocent, as sweet as a pup
But through all my hard work
You'll think i'm a jerk
I'm just gunna leave it t'up.

"Jesu Christi Dominae" is a line in a song I know
Jesus isn't actually in it-it's just to help the flow
The music it jangles oh so sweetly
(the writer drank Jim Beam neatly)
Cleopatra's jammin' cat will always beat its foe

I'm not sure what to write
Nothing sounds quite right
I'm frustrated
And I just hate it
That's all for now. Goodnight.

man--i had a k one that i know i'll never recreate...

i'm kooky for that team from Tennessee
my kin all know the Titans are the team for me
they will not know harm-a
cuz they've got good karma
at least til they kill the Chokeland Faders* this Sundee

*aka Oakland Raiders to the NFL un-initiated...

There once was fellow so lazy
The lad wouldn't even go crazy
So Ame lifted her skirt
And lowered her shirt
And he's still lost in that purple hazy

Now some men are considerate and kind
and can be counted on to keep you in mind
Then there are men that make a date
Say to meet them, but aren't even late
Why is the former male so impossible to find?

Nooooooo this just cannot be!
There is nobody rhyming with me
Maybe they've gone nuts
Or all have numb butts
Or they rhythm will not fall properly

oh hush, you world traveler, you
of such things you haven't a clue
while you've been off on holiday
i've had only minutes few to play
i can't rhyme when sleep is so long overdue

[ February 17, 2003, 08:12 AM: Message edited by: rotten squirrel face ]

Argy is probably right, you know
this whole forum has been pretty slow
so come on and play
produce but one lim a day
and we can be proud that this thread doesn't blow

[ February 18, 2003, 07:11 PM: Message edited by: hardhaid ]

That naughty Ame gave us a challenge that's rather queer
It's a quest that leads my thoughts here and over there
The quips must fast and furious fly
Or quietly this thread shall surely die
Quelling the pursuit of trashy fun we hold so dear

Nora was feeling randy one day
That's not radically new, I hear you all say
It's about time she got a bit, really it is
I shouldn't talk about her, reckon it's none of my biz
But she badly does need a roll in the hay

Smirk Morgan and Ame have complied
and saved this thread, once mortified
while this is somewhat better
this challenge scheme sure doesn't fetter
our silliness--that's sanctified

Truer words Zoomie has never said
Maybe her trusy wife kicked her in the head
Well start a rumble and cause a terrible fuss
Then we'll find, Argy, Nora & others and go on the bus
So we don't get in trouble, we'll hide under the bed

** if you think this challenge is hard, I have an even harder one once we get to Z

Unless we can focus (I've tried)
And somehow remain unified
These poems will be useless
Just one utter mess
When our understanding has died

vexed by a lim challenge? never!
we've made volumes of rhymes oh so clever
if we've vigor and glee
very soon we'll hit Z
and revel victorious in our poetic endeavor

It's happened to me too. But I must continue...

It's been a very long time
but I'll vault into this old rhyme
and see if I can furnish a volume of words
that fit in this format with a vision unblurred
and still vindicate my forgotten birthday( February 18) and remind.

[ February 20, 2003, 06:14 PM: Message edited by: Nanzar ]

Without fear I plunge ahead
like shoveling snow while I turn my face red
Zoomy you know what I mean when I say
the snow on the roof should have never went that way
and you know I'll walk by that spot till it melts, full of dread.

Xena is my favourite show
She's like a xylophone to my ears, you know
With her x-ray-like eyes
She sees hell in Xanadu disguise
When Aiden's xenophobia makes her spidey senses go

yay--Nanzar's returned to the flock
yet another rhymer to punch the limerick clock
i'm sure glad that you're playing
even if i don't get what you've been saying
though i yearn to grasp your meaning, my head's just a block

man--my "y" sucked...
can we do "v" again?