Tag Archives: Limerick

What Was His Angle?

There once was a man born in Samos

Whose math teacher told him to vamoose.

He said “Bitch, I’m Pythagoras!”

Then proceeded to stagger us

With the theorem to measure a hypotenuse.

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My Sanctuary City Poem

Una vez hubo un copo de nieve cerca de ti.
Podrían ser homosexuales o judíos.
Envíales esta publicación
Como un asado sutil
Porque eso es lo que te pedí que hicieras.

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The Whistleblower’s Poem

There once was a worker from Spain

Who manufactured a plane.

He said “This door’s for Boeing.

“Please don’t ask why it’s glowing.”

They said “Sure”, and then cut the cocaine.

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If Greta Thunberg Were Black

There once was a bigass windmill

That stood on a bigass hill.

A bigass gust of wind

Made the bigass fan spinned

So why I still got a power bill?

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We All Know A Group Like This…

There once was a five minute break

Between 8:30 and 8:37.

It was twelve minutes long

Until cake came along

And we all reconvened at 11:00

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Mrs. Doubtfire, Or Your Girl’s High School Sports Team?

There once was a comedy movie

About a guy who loved kids, and for proof he

Dressed up like a girl

And changed some kid’s world

And everyone said that it’s groovy.

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What? You’re Not Immediately Buying My Books? I Guess The Stock Music And Multiracial Couples From The TV Do Something After All…

There once was a guy and his dog

And they read limericks on a blog.

Now he’s married to a hotty

And he drives a bugatti

And he owns a sweet mansion in Prague.

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How I Don’t Miss It

There once was a prospective miss

Who offered a lackluster kiss.

I just stood there thinking

“I could’ve gone drinking

“Yet I ironed my shirt just for this?”

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I Miss The Good Old Days… 2015

There once was a man from Ohio

Who didn’t put pronouns in his bio.

He works hard and makes money

And he married his honey

And why can’t this be status quo?

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I’d Get Arrested In Europe For Writing This…

There once was an American leader

Whose mind was starting to peter.

He said “Easter’s the day

“Where we normalize gay”

And some people still think this ain’t theater.

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