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Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 28, 2011 19:21:59 GMT
Do you know any? silly poems that have quite a strict tempo and rhyming structure. I love them....many are rude...but generally they are pretty innoffensive...for example
There was a young man name of Reg Who was with a young girl in a hedge When along came his wife With a big carving knife And she cut off his meat and two veg.
Anon
Oh what a thing is a nose It grows and grows and grows It grows on your head When you're lying in bed At the opposite end to your toes.
Spike Milligan
A macho young swimmer named Dwyer, Really liked playing with fire. One night in the dark He swam with a shark, And his voice is now two octaves higher.
anon
Are there similar forms of nonsense verse in other languages and cultures?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2011 19:59:02 GMT
Oh, I think we can make some new ones up pretty fast..... ;D
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Post by mickthecactus on Sept 29, 2011 8:25:35 GMT
All the ones I know are far too obscene for a genteel forum such as this.....
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2011 8:31:12 GMT
There once was a gardener called Mick who dug 'round his plants with a stick. "I'm looking for grubs to put in my tub; Oh dear, how those things like to lick!"
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Post by mickthecactus on Sept 29, 2011 13:19:08 GMT
Kerouac, a traveller of note, Set off down the Seine on a boat, When he got to the sea He said "bugger me, I forgot my waterproof coat."
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 29, 2011 16:42:45 GMT
There was a young man called Kerouac Who kept a small frog in his haversack It wasn't alive Just squeeky and I've Heard rumours it's known as a greenback
a bit lame...it's harder than it looks you know...
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Post by mickthecactus on Sept 30, 2011 8:17:10 GMT
Young Bixa, the Mexican Queen, Was prone to use language obscene. She'd curse and she'd swear, She'd tear out her hair, 'til she got her first shot of caffeine.
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Post by komsomol on Sept 30, 2011 17:37:52 GMT
if you want to learn a new vocab word
There was a Young Person of Crete, Whose toilette was far from complete; She dressed in a sack, Spickle-speckled with black, That ombliferous person of Crete.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 30, 2011 17:55:54 GMT
MORE! ;D
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2011 19:51:31 GMT
There once was a site called the Port that attracted weirdos of all sorts. Online were some pervs and cooks willing to serve but mostly a group of good sports.
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Post by mickthecactus on Oct 1, 2011 7:43:33 GMT
Cheery, a gardener renowned, Would put on her gardening crown. She'd pick up her hoe, The weeds would say "NO"! And pull themselves out of the ground.
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Post by mickthecactus on Oct 1, 2011 7:44:55 GMT
Don Cuevas is fond of his food, But likes to partake in the nude. He once dropped some chilli Right onto his willy and now he's all fried, boiled and stewed.
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Post by mickthecactus on Oct 1, 2011 7:45:23 GMT
Ombliferous?
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Oct 1, 2011 8:59:33 GMT
;D
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Post by patricklondon on Oct 3, 2011 9:11:59 GMT
1. When I sat next the Duchess at tea It was just as I thought it would be: Her rumblings abdominal Were something phenomenal - And everyone thought it was me.
2. There was a young lady of Exeter So fair that men all craned their necks at her: Till one fellow more brave Proceeded to wave The distinguishing mark of his sex at her.
3. A vice both bizarre and unsavoury Held the Bishop of Chester in slavery: Amid bestial howls He deflowered young owls In a velvet-lined, underground, aviary.
And I think it was WS Gilbert who got so fed up with people making up limericks that he came up with:
There was a young man of Dundee Who was horribly stung by a wasp. When asked if it hurt, He said "No, not a bit - I'm so glad it wasn't a hornet."
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Oct 3, 2011 20:33:40 GMT
Clever boy...
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Post by patricklondon on Oct 4, 2011 9:34:51 GMT
None of those are my own invention, just ones that made me laugh.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Oct 4, 2011 11:11:10 GMT
I used to have a book of limericks, edited by Michael Palin...but altho I've searched high and low I can't find it anywhere.
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Post by bixaorellana on Oct 4, 2011 15:48:36 GMT
We don't need M. Palin -- we have M. the Cactus!
The rest of you are brilliant, too. I tried (& failed) last night to make a contribution here.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2011 12:56:25 GMT
There once was a young lass called Bix who said she was in quite a fix. "My rhymes are not there so I curse and I swear, cuz that's what we do best in the sticks."
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Post by bixaorellana on Oct 5, 2011 15:42:17 GMT
*snork*
You & Mick seemed to have nailed my vocabulary.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Oct 5, 2011 16:22:23 GMT
There once was a young lass called Myrt Who kept pygmy goats in a yurt They didn't mind sharing She was very caring And made them each seven nightshirts
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Post by bixaorellana on Oct 5, 2011 23:21:30 GMT
A hospital worker named Cheery with a schedule that left her bleary, put salt her tea then sputtered Dear me, no wonder of driving I'm leery!
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Oct 6, 2011 13:50:07 GMT
tee hee.... ;D
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Post by mickthecactus on Oct 6, 2011 16:13:26 GMT
I went for a walk in the park When a voice shouted "I'm onlyMark. In A Port in a Storm, I could keep you quite warm, But let's wait until it gets dark".
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Post by onlymark on Oct 6, 2011 17:06:12 GMT
There was a young man called mickthecactus..........
Not only does it not scan, it's as far as I've got over the past week. Sad really.
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Post by onlymark on Oct 6, 2011 17:17:51 GMT
Ok, I thought about it seriously now I've been mentioned -
Mickthecactus sat on a thorn. The underpants he wore were torn. He ranted and raved His only pair, not saved But now he is just forlorn.
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Post by bixaorellana on Oct 6, 2011 17:48:21 GMT
Are more than five lines allowed in a limerick?
Our MicktheCactus so loves his succulents, he'd save them before himself from a pestilence. On his way to Kew on the bus he realized he'd lost a cactus. He turned right around, the cactus was found. He'd forgotten it in the Gents.
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Post by Kimby on Oct 10, 2011 21:29:29 GMT
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Post by mickthecactus on Oct 11, 2011 8:24:17 GMT
There was a young man called mickthecactus.......... Not only does it not scan, it's as far as I've got over the past week. Sad really. You could try_ A young cactus man called Mick.... That scans. But what on earth could rhyme with Mick? ;D
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