- There once was a “great” man called Jay,
Who lived an extravagant way.
But he was too showy
For Daisy – whose billowy
Dress simply floated away. - I once met a man we called Gatsby,
Who lived near a valley quite ashy.
I thought he was Great,
But Daisy wouldn’t wait
For “Mr. Nobody from Nowhere” (too trashy). - We were bored, we were rich, we were hot;
On the way to the city we fought.
I told Jay he looked cool,
Whereupon Tom got cruel
And I drove into Myrtle (or not).
Poetically(-ish),
Dr. K.
2 comments:
Okay, sorry but I couldn't resist. I'd been messing around with limericks already so I had to try!
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"a green light on a dock" (93)
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Well done, Peter! I'm not sure it actually makes sense, but it definitely rhymes, and mostly follows the rhythmic patterns of a limerick. :)
Anyone else want to try for extra credit?
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