There once was a man from Mac,
who was loving, but oh so fat.
When he ate so much,
he fell off his crutch,
he found that his food didn't love back!
NOTE: This was actually the first limerick I ever wrote. Not a favorite, but I still enjoy it... I like how with the limerick I have a great excuse to come up with complete non-sense. Like a fictional town named Mac who's inhabitants are called "Mackians".