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Top seven “lamest” limericks you can come across

A part of writing poetry is being an avid reader yourself. Recently, I have been reading a lot of poetry  all around the web.  Toady, I am going to share my compilation of seven stupid limericks that caught my eye.

In case you dont know what a limerick is, here is what Wikipedia says: A limerick is a kind of a witty, humorous, or nonsense poem, especially in five-lines with a strict rhyme scheme (aabba), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent.

There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, “It is just as I feared!—
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!”

There once was a slimmer named Steen
Who grew so phenominally lean
And flat, and compressed,
That his back touched his chest,
So that sideways he couldn’t be seen.

There once was an old man of Esser,
Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,
It at last grew so small
He knew nothing at all
And now he’s a college professor.
(:-P no offense anyone)

A bather whose clothing was strewed,
By winds that left her quite nude,
Saw a man come along,
And unless we are wrong,
You expected this line to be lewd.

There was a young man of Japan
Whose limericks never would scan.
When they asked him, Why?
He said, with a sigh,
“It’s because I always try to get as many words into the last line as I possibly can.”

There was a young fellow called Binn
Who was so excessively thin
That when he essayed
To drink lemonade
He slipped through the straw and fell in.

There once was a maid from Madras
Who had a magnificent ass.
Not rounded and pink,
as you’d possibly think;
It was gray, had long ears, and ate grass.


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