Tag Archives: Limerick

New Faces, Same 4th Quarter Meltdowns

The Seahawks were back on the field

With a brand new head coach that we wield.

This is so nee and awesome!

Wait? Our D’s still a possum?

And yep, seems our fate is still sealed.

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Maybe It’s Not A Race Thing… It’s A Kidnapping A Princess Thing

There once was a dragon named Fred

Who didn’t want to end up dead,

So he went to the vet

And said “I’m a pet”

And now he is loved and well fed.

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The Future Is Now

There once was an AI named Jill

Who had a most marvelous skill:

She could click every bus

So as not to seem sus

Before going back in time for the kill.

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This Is Just Facts

There once was a pokemon game

Where you chose your rival’s name.

It was probably “Ass”

Or akin to that class

But the new pre-named rivals are lame.

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Elite Athletes Need Specific Food? Nah… Be Vegan

There once were olympics in Paris

Whose food service tends to embarrass.

They said “Earth’s getting hot!

“Eat le meat you will not

“But you’ll have un grande vue from the terrace.”

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It Was This Or Eight Pre-Scheduled Haikus

There once was a poet (that’s me)

Who’s vacationing tomorrow at sea.

I’ll be gone a week, and lack

Internet access (Alack!)

So I won’t publish for a while. Sorry!

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Heaven Forbid!

I’m sensing some commonplace themes

That is fear of fascist regimes

Where government’s shrinking

And people start thinking

And grocery receipts don’t cause screams

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There Once Was A Person From Right Here…

Tonight we play D&D

And pretend to not be me

And instead be a wizard

Who’s also a lizard

And does not write bad poetry.

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Burn Those Calories!

I once had a buddy named Roddy

Whose fitness routine was shoddy.

His plan, as he stated,

Was to just be cremated

And end up with a smokin’ hot body.

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For Reference, The Question Was “Why Do You Need To Visit Congress”

There once was a venomous fly

That, with one touch, could make a man die.

It’s untraceable and yellow.

I’ll release it, dear fellow,

And that is my whole answer why.

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