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| Limerick Poems: 1-10 of 16 | | 1| 2| Next> >> | Two Brothers | | Two brothers of power They crack the sky We tend to cower when we hear their cry Always enraged It cannot resist It strikes the Earth With a super charged fist Together they go To the heat of battle Summon the rain And make Earth rattle Facing these .......... | Lola Mae | | Blonde Hair A teddy bear Blue eyes No lies Pink lips Small finger tips Short legs Many begs Small toes Runny nose No dimples or freckles about Only curiosity and pout Toys galore She adores Complains a lot Toys are bought Natural water sign Steals .......... | Everyone's Kingdom | | All for all and none for just one. Only this way will kingdom come. Time speaks like a hushing crowd. To hear the truth is to hear the proud. Soak up dense with common sense. All war will then relent. Move forward for the past is done. Only then will Kingdom come. Walk this .......... | Verse Lines | | ....... sorrows in the night a sonnet to slip you into a dream a limerick for laughs and a healthful beam your soulful eye yearning to dance away .......... | Never Play with Guns | | A boy had played with a gun,He thought it was really funHe sat in its path,and felt the gun's wrath,and now his life is .......... | Dogs | | There was a Dalmatian named Spot, Dalmatians get named that a lot, Though would answer instead, To Rover or Fred, But mostly she liked the name .......... | Friendship Ended | | A robin my cat once befriended Till one day the relationship ended I came home to find My cat changed her mind For from her a mouth a feather .......... | Sue | | There once was a girl named Sue, She visited the city zoo She smelled funky, And looked like a monkey So now she lives there .......... | Hat Trick | | I once took a trip to Sedona-- that's a town in northwest Arizona. I purchased a hat from a blind acrobat, but the hat had a savage persona. I decided to make it my friend; we enjoy playing games of pretend. If you ever are blue and have nothing to do; buy a hat, is what I .......... | Cracked Up | | A woman whose name was McMackey, Had a build that was notably stackey, 'Til two boards in her mattress, Gave way to her buttress, And she's now a hunchbackey, by .......... | | 1| 2| Next> >> | | Limerick Poems: 1-10 of 16 |
Limericks are
held as a true folk form of poetry and literature. They were
largely popularized in English literature and were used by great
literary artists like Shakespeare. The form is essentially
transgressive and violates the taboos of traditional poetry as
apart of its function. Limericks are witty like funny poems and
humorous with wordplay.
Limericks are short and simple, commonly
nonsensical poems with their origins in 14th century
England in English pubs. The poems were filled with bawdy humor
and eventually found its way in children poems and nursery
rhymes, largely due to the satire limericks by Edward Lear of
the Victorian times. Limericks are often found in the following
themes: love poems, drinking songs, poems on national affairs,
and satire on public figures.
Limericks are short and simple, commonly
nonsensical poems with their origins in 14th century
England in English pubs. The poems were filled with bawdy humor
and eventually found its way in children poems and nursery
rhymes, largely due to the satire limericks by Edward Lear of
the Victorian times. Limericks are often found in the following
themes: love poems, drinking songs, poems on national affairs,
and satire on public figures.
Do you have a humorous soul and a love for just a good chipper laugh? Limericks are the antidote. These poems are short and simple and commonly nonsensical, but for the right audience create a smile on anyone’s face. Limericks have been known to bring people together to enjoy a good laugh and have some good old folk form fun. The dubious history of limerick Poetry goes as far back as fourteenth century England’s pubs, filled with bawdy humor, poems for children and nursery rhymes. You will even find limericks in some of Shakespeare’s work such as “Othello and King Lear.” Limericks are just plain fun. If it were not for Limericks we wouldn’t have some of our most treasured works, such as “Humpty Dumpty” or “Ring Around The Rosy” or some of our beloved Irish folk songs like, “My Old Man’s A Dustman” or “Any Old Iron.” So enjoy some of our collections of funny limericks of a broad range for all ages.
Limericks were popular and spread through
the English country side and even Shakespeare used them in his
works. Many short humorous lyrics have their history base on
limericks. They are often just nonsensical
funny poems.
“A man hired by John Smith and Co.
Loudly declared that he’d tho.
Men that he saw
Dumping dirt near his door
The drivers, therefore, didn’t do.”
-Mark Twain
Family Poem of the Day
JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE
Quote of the Day
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JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE |
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