Limerick, Poetic Form Exercise Options

[JustDaniel]

Why would Sasquatch go after your crotch?
I should think he'd admire your wristwatch
'cause it's shiny and ticks
for attracting the chicks;
it might move his love life to topnotch.

[Larry]

If your love is top notch life might move
at a much better pace when you prove
it was not just a fluke.
You won’t get a rebuke
when you treat her like art in the Louvre.

[JustDaniel]

So you took your sweetheart to the Louvre?
Wonder what you were trying to prove.
Were you just being vain?
Heard that you went in Seine
when you tripped on that untended groove.

[Larry]

On an untended groove you may trip
so you better hang on, get a grip
on the business at hand
and you’ll make her feel grand.
If you don’t, then she won’t give a flip.

[JustDaniel]

If she won't give a flip, what's the use
putting up with her daily abuse;
throw your coin to the curb
where it will not disturb
any luck you might have from disuse.

[Larry]

From disuse any luck that you had
is reversed and has now turned to bad
for the lady who carries
such things never tarries;
ignoring her just makes her mad.

[JustDaniel]

Making mad a young gal who's ignored
is a characteristic abhorred
for a possible suitor;
she'll need a recruiter
to find a young man with accord.

[Larry]

A young man with accordion found
that his talent for playing was sound;
though it’s not his main squeeze
he just does it to please
neighborhoods where the polkas abound.

[JustDaniel]

When your neighbor loves big polka dots
on her dresses, and she gets the hots
when you partner with her
it should quickly occur
to your brain she may be what you've sought.

[Larry]

If she is what you sought with your brain
and the dots do not make your eyes strain
then enjoy wedded bliss
with a nuptial kiss
but don’t stare at her long spotted train.

[JustDaniel]

If you spot a long train from afar
guess the number of its final car.
Will it be ninety-nine,
or what will you assign
for your bet with me? Will you break par?

[Larry]

Will you bet with me that I break par
‘cause I can’t hit a golf ball real far?
Well my bowling is great;
two ten average of late
and my old team-mate Del was a star.




Note: When I was bowling in Dallas at All Star Lanes, Del Ballard Jr. was the anchor-man on the team and carried a 230+ average. He is the youngest bowler ever to win the $1,000,000 tournament in Las Vegas. I don’t bowl very often anymore and try my best to sandbag when I do so I keep my average in the 180’s. Don’t want to embarrass the youngsters when they are beaten by an old man.

[JustDaniel]

My old writing-mate Del was a star.
When I learned of his death from afar
I was down for some time
and could barely write rhyme
'cause the whole thing drained my reservoir.

[Larry]

If your reservoir’s drained, the whole thing
may be blamed on the large waxy ring
underneath porcelain throne
that you go to sit on
when you feel stuff needs contemplating.

[JustDaniel]

Contemplation that's so hard it breaks
that wax seal must have come with some aches.
You are thinking too hard;
need to lighten up, pard.
Constipation showed up with great quakes.

[Larry]

Constant patients showed up with great quakes
at the clinic but most were just fakes
who had thought that by chance
faking St. Vitas dance
they’d get drugs which the pharmacist makes.

[JustDaniel]

When the pharmacist's clients got drugged
and he heard of their plight, he just shrugged
till the Feds checked him out;
there was no longer doubt
after audits. His lines too were bugged.

[Larry]

His lines bugged after audits were too
much to take and the pharmacist knew
that the feds found him out
and there wasn’t a doubt
he would soon be rewarded his due.

[JustDaniel]

He would soon be all covered with dew
'cause he slipped in the grass on dog poo
and he lay there all night;
none discovered his plight
till the folks walking mutts to their loo.

[Larry]

Tell the folks walking mutts to their loo
that you don’t want a mess on your shoe
so take baggies and scoop
to pick up all their poop.
I’m just glad they don’t walk things that moo.