Loglimerhyme, Larry Jennings' variant of Logarhyme w/ 332332 pulse meter Options

[Larry]

It’s a bombshell to hear I’m not cute
and be told that I’m just an old coot.
Oh, it would be a crime
to realize my good looks now abate
but I guess it is never too late
to use mirrors sometime.

[JustDaniel]

When we've taken some time in the glass
of the mirror it wipes away sass
so that we can be real.
When we look at ourselves honestly
it can somehow be setting us free...
that we ain't no big deal.

[Larry]

We are not a big deal it would seem,
if we were then our halls would just team
with new poets galore;
but our efforts are none the less strong
for we’ve found a nice place to belong.
We can’t ask for much more.

[JustDaniel]

We can't ask for much more than a place
to hang out without satin and lace
so that we feel at home.
We can talk about poems all day
without someone to hear what we say;
it's a meager shalom.

[Larry]

A “Shalom” is a meager reply
when one’s saying hello or good-bye
like “Aloha”, its use
leaves me wondering if we’ve just met
or you’re leaving. Don’t know! I forget.
Conversational truce?

[JustDaniel]

If you want conversational truce
you must stop all the verbal abuse
that you learned as a child;
say, "I love you" and show that it's true
with a friendship that sticks like a glue
as you live meek and mild.

[Larry]

If you’re living your life meek and mild
then you’ll probably never get riled
by the things people say
about you or the names you are called
because when all of us are enthralled
in the end, they will pay

[JustDaniel]

Not insured? In the end, you will pay
all your medical bills on the day
that you drop in for aid.
If you're bleeding and spilling your guts
and are covered with torn clothes and cuts
they will ask how they're paid.

[Larry]

When they ask how they’re paid you can share
that you’re covered by Obamacare
but you better work fast
because Donald has vowed to repeal
that debacle and healthcare’s new deal
is a thing of the past.

[JustDaniel]

We will see what's a thing of the past
'cause it's always so hard to forecast
a political scene.
What is said on the road seems to fade
when reality comes to invade
20 Jan. '17.

[Larry]

January nineteenth will reveal
if inauguration is his deal
and the plans he espoused
will bear fruit but surprise may just greet
with electoral college defeat
because Hillary groused.

[JustDaniel]

If old Hillary finds lots of grouse
in the field where she hunts with her spouse
they can have a fine meal.
It's unlikely that he will hunt fowl;
he would rather a girl in a towel;
it's for such he has zeal.

[Larry]

He has zeal but that’s all he has left
of his power and youth. He’s bereft
of what was sex appeal
but his eyes still roam like a tom cat.
Hillary always wonders where at
he hides Viagra pills.

[JustDaniel]

If his Viagra pills now are hidden
but the bed seems to still have been ridden
ask him where he has been;
you must check him for each hour at home
and be sure, 'cause if he starts to roam
he'll see Alice again!

[Larry]

He may roam to see Alice once more
but eluding his wife is a chore
because Hillary’s clan
has been told to keep track of old Bill
long ago and they’re watching him still
when he’s in wonderland.

[JustDaniel]

Dolly's wonderland almost got charred
but escaped what some others found hard
when they lost their house.
But Ms. Parton will give a cool grand
to each household whose home doesn't stand,
for six months... sweet-heart blouse.

[Larry]

For six months her heart blouse had looked sweet
until ripping apart at a pleat
from a small weakened thread
that brought pressure to parts of her clothes;
seams and buttons gave way to expose
two as large as my head.

[JustDaniel]

^{Blushing correction:}

If what's under her blouse filled your head
with unspeakable pictures that fed
some imagined retreat
where you thought you'd compete and have fun;
I'm afraid you're no thoroughbred, son!
May as well take a seat.


Original limerick goof!

If what's under her blouse filled your head
with unspeakable pictures that fed
some imagined retreat
where you thought you'd compete
for her body... you're no thoroughbred!

[Larry]

You’re not thorough for your body bred
a nice limerick. Loglimerhyme fled
from your fingers in fright.
Is it somewhere inside of your head,
waiting there to be posted instead
of a good sleep at night.

[JustDaniel]

If a good sleep at night is what's needed
I'm afraid I have long been impeded
'cause I'm in a chair
to prevent indigestion and raise
up my legs, like you would in a chaise...
and I cap my sparse hair.