There once was a man with a horse
That would not walk straight without force.
Inspired by this thought
The horse was soon shot
And the man made a board game instead.
Tag Archives: Limerick
When They Won’t Sing The Last Song Until Dean What’s-His-Face Reiterates For The Fourth Time What An Honor And privilege It Is To Congratulate His Colleague On A Career That Has Been Rewarding In So Many Innumerable Ways, Among Which Are…
There once was a director of the choir
Who, after 50 years, decided to retire.
His boss gave a speech
Of such momentous reach
That I had no choice but to open fire.
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Limerick vs. LinkedIn
There once was a guy named Bob
Who’d never had a job.
He lived on his own
Died all alone,
Decomposed into an unrecognizable blob.
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Writing to share the memory of my beloved colleague and life coach, Robert.
He was a man of unparalleled entrepreneurial vision,
A self-made man and independent thinker
Who lived life on his own terms.
His passing inspires us all to further our ownership,
Reflect on our humility,
And scale our amorphous impacts toward the next incarnation of progress.
Ode To Government Transparency
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Good Night In Seattle
THE BIRDS AND THE SHEEP PLAYED A GAME
AND AT FIRST, YEAH, THE BIRDS LOOKED LAME
THEN WE WENT TO OT
AND OH GOOD GOLLY GEE
GIVE RESPECT TO OUR SEAHAWKS’ NAME!
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Helping In The Kitchen
If you make some lemon chiffon
Then add escargot and dijon
Then turn up the mixer
You make an elixir
That makes wife cook all meals from now on.
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Magic Mike or Fabulous Frank?
There once was a dancer whose thighs
Were of the most momentous size.
Picking up girls was easy
And he never seemed sleazy.
Alas, he was just into guys.
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Black Friday Deals
There was an unwanted doodad
That everyone figured was bad
But just for today
We can send it your way
For 10% off. Aren’t you glad?
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But There Is An “I” In “Heavy Sigh”
They say there’s no “I” in team
Which makes me want to scream
‘Cause there’s no “I” in “eye”
Nor in “aye”, “fly”, “guy”, “spy”,
So it’s not as mundane as would seem.
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The Daily Travesty 