Limerick, Poetic Form Exercise Options

[Larry]

Girls you find may be hard to pervert
when you always treat them like they’re dirt;
Dominatrix with heels
might answer your appeals
but you will have to bring your own quirt.

[JustDaniel]

I might bring my own quirt if I knew
what it is! Maybe you would come too?
But I'd have to play dumb
if only you'd come
because she said she'd like to have two!

[Larry]

She most likely already has two
or more sets of nice quirts and a few
other whips she can use
if she wants to abuse
a subservient person on cue.




quirt: a riding whip of braided leather with short stout handle.

[JustDaniel]

A subservient person with cue
could create a pool hall ballyhoo
if they knew that he tossed
every game for a cost
so the contests would be won by you.

[Larry]

Could you win a contest on a bye
when you know there is no use to try?
Seems a real waste of time
but I’d still bet a dime
that the game might wind up in a tie.

[Merlin]

The contest you won, would it be
a challenge or fixed simpully?
Did you dance up a storm
and then really perform
like a rollicking billy goatee?


If this is a cross-post, sobeit.

[Larry]

I like rollicking Bill. His goatee
never did quite belong to him; see,
for it wasn't attached
to his face but it matched
the hair Monica had on his knee.



Nope: It wasn't a cross-post!

[Merlin]

The hair Monica has on her knee
should be trimmed, I think you'll agree.
Like the Mayor of Bayswater
and his own lovely daughter,
we drink and we sing about she!


Cross-post but for a day apart.

http://www.beerandrugby.com/themayorsdaughter.html

[Larry]

If you sing about "she" when you drink
it just leaves the observer to think
that a few pints won't do
when you'd like to shampoo
that long hair while she straddles a sink.

[Merlin]

Long hair and a sink that she straddles
while we all caress our own paddles.
A pint to observ'er
with gin-u-wine fervor;
take a number, we're not using saddles.

[Larry]

If you're not using saddles, a number
is of no use at all, why not rum her
so your paddles can hide
when her hair has all dried
or else riding would just be a bummer.

[Merlin]

While riding around on a bummer
one jolly fine evening last summer,
there was a young lass
and I made a quick pass;
she was versatile playing my drummer.

[Larry]

When she plays drummer's verses with style
she expects them to last for a while
but they tire rather quickly
and though they look sickly
she always leaves them with a smile.

[Merlin]

She leaves him all smiles and delirious
while sashaying off, that's not serious.
He knows she'll return
cuz there's more miles to burn
since the drummer stands tall and imperious.

[Larry]

Imperiously tall drummer stands
like he's done in many other bands
but the tunes they are playing
his power's not staying
and just can't seem to meet her demands

[Merlin]

Her demands can't be met, so it seems,
by a band full of orchestral schemes.
Both the flutist and flute
were given the boot;
now she'll have to keep dreaming her dreams.

[Larry]

She keeps dreaming her dreams of the flutes
but the orchestra's all in cahoots
when the baritone sax
helps her reach a climax
as the woodwind section stands and roots.

[Merlin]

The woodwinds are standing and rooting,
four baritones dance to their tooting.
One piccolo player
plays Bayswater's Mayor
and the flutist turns colors while fluting.

[Larry]

If the flutist flouts colors when flushed
could it be the whole orchestra rushed
that poor piccolo player
when he tried to lay ’er
and those moans were just cellos when hushed.



Note to Merlin: Where is Daniel?

[Merlin]

Those moans were hushed when the cellos
stroked long and their tunes sure weren't mellows.
The piccolo player,
an obstinate stayer,
kept pumping away on the bellows.