Let's do LIMERICKS!

“What's up with this color (puke green)
That's north, south - east, west on the screen?
Holy cow! I scrolled down,
And look what I found -
The whole page is like nothing I've seen!”

“Schon am Morgen begann es zu schnein.
Rhododendron trägt Weiß heute – fein!
Schnell den Schneeschieber her,
Besen hoch – ist nicht schwer –
und dem Himmel gedroht: Lass das sein!”

“Montreal, the St. Lawrence cité,
Where you'll laugh at the things people say:
La poutine, dépanneur,
Le grill cheese, le truckeur.
Anglo-French, the Canadian way, eh?”

“Rzecze kelner w maÅ‚ej knajpce gdzieÅ› w Kórniku
do klienta, który znalazł mysz w szaszłyku:
"Panie, bądź pan w końcu cicho
i nie machaj pan tÄ… mychÄ…,
bo przy każdym takÄ… zechcÄ… mieć stoliku!"”

“Old fox Stupich made jolly good time-O
With sweet charity out in Nanaimo
All the money is spent
They'll ne'er find where it went
And he'll pay them back nary a dime-O.”

“Trail talk, so lame in two thousand and seven
Gear junkies' one-time virtual heaven
Now weeps that, "Anna's dead!"
And "Britney shaved her head!"
TT'er's crave intellectual leaven.
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“Who doesn't love a clever limerick?
The use of language, erudite and slick
I'll gladly waste my time
Searching for that perfect rhyme
Stand back, while I deploy my rhetoric!”

“As undisputed queen of Limerick Hill
I laugh when you assail my rhyming skill
No point in naming names
You'll all go down in flames
Just bring it, you pathetic, "poet" shill!

(apologies if this sounds too militant, I am feeling a bit feisty this morning and I'm ready to RUUUMMMMMBLLLLLE!!! ...errr... RHYYYMMMEEE!!!)”

“No TT folks, will to my challenge rise?
If uncontested, I shall claim the prize
HogOnIce, Kleetn, Gojo?
Defend your rhyming mojo!
Lest your poetic stature, minimize.”

“Okay now - this is wierd!
My previous post has been smeared.
I booted the screen;
It's no longer puke green,
Or at least not the hue I had feared.”

“Oh yeah - what's up Omahiker?
(Hey y'all, I was startin' to like her).
"Hey gojo - what chu say?"
My response is "Touche!"
Were she a basketball, I could spike her!”

“There once was a poncho that smelled like vomit.
It needed some cleaning, perhaps with comet.
It went to the ocean.
The rain was a commotion.
It was retired, for the rain, it could not stop it.”

“Well hon - cat got yer tongue?
Or perhaps out to dry you were hung?
In a minute or two,
I have dribbled you!
Bell for round three? Just rung.”

“*sniff sniff* Who got a stinky butt?
Prolly pacpac, Derty Darrel, or Mutt.
Wate a minit! Lemme see...
O my goodys - it is ME!
It smells like the poot I juts cut.”

“looks like I missed out on a fun day
but duty calls, even on Sunday
we'll duel in rhyme
when we both have more time
see you back here, some time Monday?”

“sarabelle's pretty good, for a mutt
I'm guessing that she'll make the cut
what's that over there?
eek! a skeery woof bare!
Double dog dare you to sniff his butt!”

“There once was a town, Omaha
On the Nebraska coast it cut quite a jaw
In a state filled with corn
There a hiker was born
To that end she sold her soul to the law.

(hehehheee)”

“There's a forest that's called Yellow River
All the flatlanders stood and would quiver
Into camp came a stranger
Who posed them no danger
Soon they fed steak to their old friend lizser.

LOL!”

“There once was a man, Hog on Ice
He didn't even try to play nice
He posted in phrases
That made hikers crazies
So they called and then sent out the vice.”

“Is Hog on Ice even a man?
With pearly skin tones, not a tan?
On Trail Talk he dwells
Till the tolling of bells
Will signify he's victim of a ban.”

“Stovestomper was a lover of tail
To the ends of the earth he would sail
To see some great booty
and grab him some looty
And somehow avoid time in jail.

LOL, we'll see if Stovey ever sees this one. ;-P”

“Omahiker, I am up to your challenge
It seems I've gone on a limerick binge
I just can't stay away
On my keyboard I play
Till my fast fingers burn up, all a-singe.”

“there once was a troll name of sarge
whose ego was as large as a barge
on fuego he'd cruise
for libbies to bruise
'til matt granted him a dishonorable discharge”

“If I seen the Woof Bare I wuld say
I will smell yer stinky butt to day!
But if he did heer me
He wuld prolly skeer me
And I wuld run verry fats the nother way!
BOL!!”

“My hubsand Gissmaeioux throde up
In my daddy's dreenkin' cup!
Daddy sayed "O HECK" (he reely sayed the nother werd that I will not say tho)
And I sayed "BOL!"
It was verry tatesy cuz we got to lik it up!”

“A stomper of stoves from ol' Miss
Liked to moan and hiss
He raved and ranted
He never recanted
MarkO wished him into the abyss”

“Kopf verkatert – und traurig das Herz!
Auf den Lippen erstirbt jeder Scherz.
Doch kann 's waschechte Jecken
nur für kurze Zeit schrecken;
denn geübt für NULL-ACHT wird ab März!”

“Is HOI talking about me????

WHERE'S GEM???!? Who else speaks German?

>8-O”

“LOL, that's funny.
hangover - and a sad heart
every pain will die on the lips
but you can't scare the real insane ones for long.
practice for zero-eight starts in march.

wtf does that mean??? I betcha HOI don't even know.



OHHH!!!! That's a FASCHING thing!! [Mardy Grass]I miss Fasching and want to know why we have Mardy Grass only in New Orleans and mobile. sort a sucks eh
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