limericks
 

lim·er·ick Audio pronunciation of limerick ( P ) Pronunciation Key (lmr-k)
n.

A light humorous, nonsensical, or bawdy verse of five anapestic lines usually with the rhyme scheme aabba.


can you write a funny limerick about another cellar dwellar?

there once was a poster named Jim
no topic was too trivial for him
out of the cellar he would lumber
trying to wake us all from our slumber
alas, it was just one more foolish whim!

In the cellar there once was a guy
Who sold cars in a suit and a tie
A Cruiser here,
and a Jeep, pre-owned, there,
just sign on the dotted line.


(ok, so it's near-rhyme *shrug*)

;)

Sidhe

psst....sidhe, could i get the phoenetic pronunciation of "sidhe"?

pretty please?

"Shee"

Limerick away...;) (as long as it doesn't involve "pee" I can take it...lol)

Sidhe

There once was a Toad from The Cellar
Who was a most agreeable feller
He paid out the ass
To serve us with class
He's the boss guy of all of us Dwellars.

there once was an evil slick feline
who could not ever find enough time,
to listen to cd's,
and rules? never read these,
she copied the disc and she felt fine.

it wouldn't let me insert my little picture when i tried to edit....

Don't know y'all well enough to get personal, but:

There once was a certain web forum
That rarely displayed much decorum
"Be wise for a bit
Or just talk about shit"
I was told, "and you'll never face boredom".

While strolling down to the celler
I met an interesting feller
His name was Jim
I chatted with him
And learned that he's a car seller.

There once was a woman named Lady
Whose views of the world were quite shady
One could only surmise
She told lots of lies
And supported guys like James Brady

A woman who called herself "Cat"
Made poems we could all laugh at
Though her rhymes were quite clever
I'd never endeavor
To waste time playing tit-for-tat

A gentleman, Nothing but Net
Liked having his camera all set.
He said to the chicks,
"Of you I'll take pics
And post to The Cellar, you bet!"

a young trollop named staceyV
laid her heart out for dwellars to see
hoping we'd sympathize
instead she was crucified
we spit on her soul, don't you see?

Needs work.. the rhythm isn't quite right.

oh. for someone who's name rhymes with phallus, that was awfully risky.