Limerick, Poetic Form Exercise Options

[Alan]

if you have lots of money to blow
don't be discrete - but let it all show
such obvious waste
unhindered by taste
I am so nouveau-riche, don'tcha know !

Alan

[JustDaniel]

If you don't call your riches nouveau
you are living off interest that grows
as your principles shrink
with every strong drink
you imbibe while you're spending your dough.

[Larry]

Spinning dough all the while you imbibe
makes a pizza which I can’t describe.
To gyrate would-be crust
soberness is a must
or you’ll face a bosses’ diatribe.

[Alan]

You will face a bosses’ diatribe
if, instead of working, you inscribe
letters to your amor
yes, you will catch what for
from your job he will you unsubscribe

Alan

[JustDaniel]

If you're unperturbed at your job
even though you must work with Big Bob
who has few not offended,
you're to be commended...
although you still act like a slob.

[Alan]

although you still act like a snob
your name is stilll merely Rob
you give yourself airs
then fall down the stairs
in truth, you hardly rate being a blob

Alan

[JustDaniel]

You find a big blob in your fruit;
you immediately start to compute
how much you will sue,
but then you eschew
the thought. You'd achooed; it was moot.

[Larry]

If you thought that a shoe was a boot
you might wear with your cowboy suit
I suggest you should steer
far away from down here
with your Stetson that’s made out of jute.

[Alan]

So your Stetson is made out of jute
your poor trumpet has run out of toot
the world looks a sad place
you're disgrace to human race
time to climb up the Hill that's named Boot

Alan

[JustDaniel]

If you're sitting alone on Boot Hill
you should check if your heart's pumping still;
if the slab has your name
there's a chance you became
a corpse since you had your last thrill.

[Alan]

A cop, since he had his last thrill
has arrested the poor boy called Bill
Your thrill is my pain
and you are a stain
on the poor folk who live on the hill

Alan

[JustDaniel]

Since the folks on the hill are all poor
there's no money for having a store,
so they all scrape around
getting food from the ground
and saving the seeds to plant more.

[Alan]

agrarians say that is a waste
done by the higerant lacking taste
be modern and bold
Monsanto behold
expensively to the bottom we race

Alan

[JustDaniel]

I don't know what your 'higerant' means
so can't write a response worth the beans
in the jar I can't count
so don't know the amount.
I'll be waiting here in my blue jeans.

[Alan]

Dear Daniel,

Higerant is folks what don't know nuffink : ignorant ! Perhaps cockney ?


I'll be waiting here in my blue jeans
to get me hot parts on the big screens
four foot two is my height
but built like dynamite
and I'm packed into them like ... sardines

Alan

[JustDaniel]

If you're packed in your pants like sardines
I must wonder about the machines
that you use to get dressed.
You must really have messed
up your house with your morning routines.

[Larry]

If your morning routines wreck the house
as you try to get dressed with your spouse
but the bathroom's too small
to hang clothes on the wall;
you may wind up at work in a blouse.

[JustDaniel]

If a man wears a blouse to his job
it's because he cannot be a slob
in his uniform suit.
He will always salute
militarily, never a snob.

[Alan]

the military, for aye on the job
vigilant, beware of the blob
if allowed, they'll get you
boy, then you'll feel blue
you'll wish you were just Les Miserables !

Alan

[JustDaniel]

So your miserable? Don't you wish
you could fix up your lunch in a dish
that would make you feel good,
but you sit there like wood,
and remain staring there at the fish.