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posted by [personal profile] bugshaw at 11:02am on 08/08/2003
There was a young man from Penzance,
Mood:: Rhyming
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posted by [identity profile] the-maenad.livejournal.com at 03:07am on 08/08/2003
Who suffered depression and angst.
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posted by [identity profile] dougs.livejournal.com at 03:09pm on 08/08/2003
There was a young man from Penzance
Who suffered depression and angst
  When he chose a new style,
  Had a play for a while,
And discovered S2 was askance.
 
posted by [identity profile] gummitch.livejournal.com at 03:08am on 08/08/2003
He tried taking Prozac
 
posted by [identity profile] green-amber.livejournal.com at 03:14am on 08/08/2003
And photos with Kodak
 
posted by [identity profile] bugshaw.livejournal.com at 03:25am on 08/08/2003
And soon he developed a stance.

Ba-dum!
 
posted by [identity profile] green-amber.livejournal.com at 03:36am on 08/08/2003
Or

And soon had a snap in his pants!
 
posted by [identity profile] purpletigron.livejournal.com at 03:15am on 08/08/2003
But that pill came right back
 
posted by [identity profile] bugshaw.livejournal.com at 04:32am on 08/08/2003
With Widower's Patent Emetic.

Oops! Wrong verse form...
 
posted by [identity profile] fishlifter.livejournal.com at 04:56am on 08/08/2003
So he went back to reading Jack Vance.
 
posted by [identity profile] bugshaw.livejournal.com at 05:59am on 08/08/2003
That's meant to cheer him up, is it?
 
posted by [identity profile] fishlifter.livejournal.com at 06:13am on 08/08/2003
I had left this as an exercise for the reader (as it were)!

It wouldn't work for me, generally. Maybe it what was made the poor chap depressed in the first place.
 
posted by [identity profile] bugshaw.livejournal.com at 06:45am on 08/08/2003
Maybe it was living in Penzance. There's not a lot going on there.

What if he were from East Croydon?
 
posted by [identity profile] fishlifter.livejournal.com at 06:25am on 12/08/2003
Sorry for the delay; I've been away from LJ for a few days.

Hmmm. This could be more polished, but I'm meant to be developing legislation right now...

There was a young man from East Croydon
Whose life was quite lacking in joy, when
He found sudden pleasure
In drinking at leisure
With a young and imaginative hoyden.
 
posted by [identity profile] molesworth.livejournal.com at 09:15pm on 08/08/2003
Man came home one night, falling about larffing, told his wife he'd just heard the funniest and filthiest limerick ever. "So what was it?" sez she, but he sez he can't possibly tell her, it's far too filthy.
"Look", sez she, "If you think there's something too filthy for me, just say 'blank' and I'll use my imagination."

So he sez, OK, it goes:

Blank blank blank blank blank blank
Blank blank blank blank blank blank
Blank blank blank blank
Blank blank blank blank
Blank blank blank blank blank cunt
 
posted by [identity profile] syllopsium.livejournal.com at 08:16am on 20/08/2003
who lusted after Jack Palance,
after an idyllic movie,
he became far too groovy,
and started an Irish Riverdance.
 
posted by [identity profile] serendipoz.livejournal.com at 12:24pm on 20/08/2003
Happy Birthday Bug!

(Yes, I know this isn't a limerick.)

And many, many happy returns of your day.

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