Today I want to entertain you with three limericks. Basically, this short post was written simply to make you smile. Of course, I’m going to challenge you to write a limerick of your own…
The following limericks follow the pattern A/A/B/B/A with the syllable count of 8/8/5/5/8.
Rules for Writing Limericks
A limerick is a humorous poem consisting of five lines. The first, second, and fifth lines must have seven to ten syllables while rhyming and having the same verbal rhythm. The third and fourth lines only have to have five to seven syllables, and have to rhyme with each other and have the same rhythm. ~source
Limericks are also supposed to poke fun at something.
The limerick packs laughs anatomical
Into space that is quite economical.
But the good ones I’ve seen
So seldom are clean
And the clean ones so seldom are comical. ~source
In the ones I wrote for you today, I poke fun at myself. I hope you get a kick out of them!
Three Limericks for You
Limerick #1
There once was an author from Spain
who went by the name of “Lorraine.”
She thought she wrote well,
but, as you can tell,
she only self-published in vain!
(I self-published Risky Issues mainly to learn the process of self-publishing. Now I help others edit and self-publish their books! Visit my services page on Wording Well for editing. Then take a look at how easy it is to self-publish a book by visiting my author assistant services page.)
Limerick #2
There once was a woman from Wales
who could tell very tall tales.
Though her stories sucked,
and she thought she was f**ked,
she ended up making a lot of sales.
(NOTE: I wish this were true! LOL)
Limerick #3
There was an editor who excelled.
“Hire me now!” from the rooftops she yelled.
But what she didn’t know
Was that she needed to grow –
Her words were always incorrectly spelled.
Limerick Challenge
See if you can write a limerick. Share it in the comment section!
Also, let me know if you want to self-publish a book. I’d love to know (whether you need my help with it or not!).
This is my favorite limerick, but I didn’t write it.
There once was a barmaid from Wales
Who posted the prices for ales,
On her behind,
For the sake of the blind,
She posted it in braille.
It goes something like that. Yesterday was my Thanksgiving, so I’m just getting to my email now. I really enjoyed this!
That’s great, Jo Ann. Happy belated Thanksgiving!
I’m sure Kerry Kijewski would like this one. 😉
Here’s one I penned last night about my daughter! I’ve changed a name.
My daughter’s new beau, archie collick
Saw his girlfriend half naked, mid frolic.
He chortled “that’s strange,
She must be deranged,
Or at least a wine-soaked alcoholic”!
Have done loads more for my work colleagues. I just find they roll off the tongue to easily.
Helen, I laughed at this one! Nicely done! 🙂
There was a man from Leeds,
Who ate a bunch of Seeds
In just an hour,
His head turned in to a flower
and his hair was a garden of Weeds.
Kavya, that’s a great limerick!
Thanks for sharing it!