Paul Schneiter Poet Limerick

Eerie Sight

Coach Alan Brown was incredibly unique  
At eighty he had an athlete's physique.  
A fullback mocked his years,  
Brown hefted him by his ears. 
Since then mouthy jocks have squelched every squeak.

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Andrea Dietrich March 25, 2016 at 8:01 PM Good for the coach!!!

Lindsay Laurie March 4, 2016 at 5:58 PM Knocking down egos is rule number one for a coach - thanks Paul - Lindsay

Robert Lindley February 26, 2016 at 6:17 PM Very nice one my friend. I can not recall ever writing a limerick myself but I admire those that do them so well. Paul Schneiter February 26, 2016 at 7:04 PM You're very kind, Robert. Thank you. I think, however, that your always-excellent, traditional poetry more than makes up for my flailing attempts to write limericks.

Jan Allison February 25, 2016 at 5:55 PM He sounds awesome lol:-) hugs Jan xx Paul Schneiter February 25, 2016 at 8:11 PM Can you imagine the upper body strength Coach Brown had? It boggles the mind (just as my mind was boggled when I wrote the thing). * * * Thanks for stopping by, Jan.