The limerick thread.

[Dr. Dread]

I went and I started this thread
Not knowing my ass from my head
It took just a sec
Might end as a wreck
But for this I should get some cred  0:)

[bhodges]

So Dave has discovered his head,
And hopefully won't end up dead
When the posters weigh in
With descriptions of sin.
(I think I'll just be off to bed.)



--Bruce

[Dr. Dread]

A moderator there was, name of Bruce
A man of vigor and juice
He liked a night out
Was good for a bout
The bathroom wall says he was loose

[bhodges]

Hm, "vigor and juice."  May have to change my sig. 

--Bruce

[Gurn Blanston]

There was a young girl from Madras,
Who possessed a magnificent ass,
It was not round and pink,
Like you probably think,
It was gray, had long ears and ate grass.

[Dr. Dread]

A moderator there was, name of Gurn
Who had CDs and files to burn
He listened at work
And said with a smirk
I think that it's Beethoven's turn

[Gurn Blanston]

A feckless old fellow named Dave,
Turned out to be naught but a knave.
He was shallow of wit
so he stayed deep in s**t,
What sort of abuse did he crave?

[Dr. Dread]

 

[Gurn Blanston]

Aw, c'mon, Dave, this is fun!

[Dr. Dread]

Till someone loses an eye. 

[bhodges]

Aw, I kinda liked it.  Was it the "old" part or the "feckless" part?



--Bruce

[Dr. Dread]

On the forum that's called GMG
One can sign up and post, all for free
If you like Chopin
And not Lindsay Lohan
Then this place should suit to a "T"

[Gurn Blanston]

Aw, I kinda liked it.  Was it the "old" part or the "feckless" part?



--Bruce

I figured it was the 'old' thing. Some guys are just too sensitive...

[karlhenning]

There once was a man, and a voter,
From the oft-fabled Minnesota,
By the name of Dave;
Of horror, he'd rave,
But of poetry he claimed not to know much.

[Dr. Dread]

There once was a man, and a voter,
From the oft-fabled Minnesota,
By the name of Dave;
Of horror, he'd rave,
But of poetry he claimed not to know much.

[ChamberNut]

For this man called the ChamberNut
Loves string quartets and nothin' but,
On the job, he is prone to shirking
As GMG appeals to him more than working,
This 'Nut thinks anything but classical is smut.

[Dr. Dread]

Karl writes music, they said
It is his butter and bread
He can compose it long
Or even a song
Oh, the things that come out of his head!

[Dr. Dread]

ChamberNut, whose true name is Ray
Loves quartets and trios they say
His librarian dotes
On the CDs he totes
And takes home to post what he plays

[ChamberNut]

ChamberNut, whose true name is Ray
Loves quartets and trios they say
His librarian dotes
On the CDs he totes
And takes home to post what he plays

Tres bien, mon ami! 

[Franco]

Facts are for clods says Gurn
Oh, he has much to learn
Gurn you old fart
I'll match your Mozart
And raise you a Chopin Nocturne