badbobby wrote:
there's several lovers of poetry on OPP
not sure if it's your 'Nantucket' kind of poetry though
How about:
The Limerick form is complex
Its contents run mainly to sex
It burgeons with virgeons
And masculine urgeons
And swarms with erotic effects
A pansy who lived in Khartoum
Took a lesbian up to his room
They argued all night
Over who had the right
To do what, and with which, and to whom.
There was a young lady named Prentice
Who had an affair with her dentist
To make things easier
He used anesthesia,
As he diddled her non compos mentis.
An oversexed robot named Hank
Fell in love with a 20 ton tank
His ardor was futile
The results were quite brutal
When his nuts hit the floor with a clank
Then there were these 3 submitted many years ago for a contest where the limerick'er' had to use both Lewinsky and Kaczynski (the unabomber) in the rhyme. They were both in the news at the time.
* 3rd Place *
There once was a gal named Lewinsky
Who played on a flute like Stravinsky
'Twas ''Hail to the Chief''
On this flute made of beef
That stole the front page from Kaczynski.
* 2nd Place *
Said Bill Clinton to young Ms. Lewinsky
We don't want to leave clues like Kaczynski,
Since you look such a mess,
Use the hem of your dress
And wipe that stuff off of your chinsky.
* 1st Place *
Lewinsky and Clinton have shown
What Kaczynski must surely have known:
That an intern is better
Than a bomb in a letter
Given the choice of how to be blown.