There once was an admiral poll
That asked “how to meet our recruiting goal”
Options one was “Raise pay”
Option two was “Be gay”
And the navy said “‘Kay queens, let’s roll”
Tag Archives: Limerick
After A While, You Take What Puns You Can Get
There once was a plant from Japan
That had varicose veins and went snap. An
Evening I glanced it
And it unzipped my pants. It
Turns out it was a veinous fly trap.
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Everyone Loves Being Notified Of The Ordinary Life Of Acquaintances
There once was a millennial parent
Who thought it completely apparent
That people online
Wanted to see their kids doing fine
But it turns out those people did caren’t.
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Avatar, And The Poet Who Just Emerged From His Rock
There once was a billion-dollar movie
About some blue guys who were groovy.
I watched it tonight
And now I’ve seen the light
And I’m up to date with 2005. (Woohoo vee).
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I’m In A Sorry State
The was a Virginian from Idaho
Who brought from Alaska a pile of snow.
Iowa him a debt
Hawaii’ll pay? Don’t know yet
I’m Missouri-able, and might flee to Mexico.
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Batman!
There once was a millionaire socialite
Who liked to dress up and fight crime at night.
First he’d battle a villain
Then go home and be chillin’
And so far he’s exclusively white.
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My Dirt On The Clintons
Once, a president under duress
Confessed to a great deal of stress.
‘Twas beyond his reach
To deliver a speech
So he gave out an email address.
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There was a political genius
Who possessed such a marvelous keenness.
He’d be more beloved, except
His PR was inept
On the point of interns and his penius.
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“Musical Mom… Musical” -The Cast, Apparently
I went to see a play
At night (the end of the day)
But boy was I shocked
And irreverently mocked
When the cast said “It’s a musical, hey!”
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And The Rest Is History
There once were two boys from Descartes
Who possessed pure and beautiful hearts
Until one rainy day
In a childish way
They learned how to bottle their farts…
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When You Have To Do More Than One Creative Thing In A Day
There once was a D&D game
Hosted by this poet, the same.
It ended quite late
With most epic of fates
But as consequence this poem is lame.
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