Fiction Friday: Limericks

Here are my two favorite limericks.

There was a young man of Japan
Whose poetry never would scan
And when they asked why
He replied with a sigh,
"Because I always try to fit as much into the last line as I possibly can."

And

There was a young man of China
Whose poetry was much fine-a
But his limericks tend
To come to an end
Quite suddenly.


Last Weeks Winners:

Berowne:, from Savage Reflections:


My name is Cho-cho San. I am a slave girl.
I do what my master tells me to do, no matter what he asks, and I receive no pay.
You see, I am a 1999 Toyota Camry. I used to feel so bad when I saw the newer models – cars with computerized brakes and so on – while my operation is pathetically simple.
These days I feel much better. My master looked over the newer Toyotas and decided to keep me. Ever since the mechanic said, “Tune her up once in a while and she’ll run forever!”

Steven G:

Healthcare Breakfast

My name is Jay.
I love the ladies, peanuts, and breathtaking morning sun.
Each day at 6 o’clock am
My job is fast begun

I love the redheads, love the poof
Your husband off to work
I laugh with chesty feathered gals
Out worming with a jerk

The feeder is so full each day
Each generation thrives
Don’t take away my feeder, please
Support our precious lives

We all will fly and eat your bugs
As dawn gives out its thrill
But if you take away our food
It’s you we soon will kill.

Next Week's Challenge:

This week, I thought we'd try something a little different. I'm going to propose the first lines for a couple of limericks. You can either finish it, re-write it, or create your own.

There was a tanned fellow named Boehner
Who thought making laws a no-brainer
So he rented his votes
To the men with bank notes
???

There was a lawmaker named John
Who considered poor people a yawn
They demanded health care
And water. And air.
???