Poem Prison

Limericks do not like cages They’re prone to all sorts of rages They pool in your head The muse must be bled and leaked out onto white pages

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William Coyne

Date: 4/27/2022 3:46:00 PM

We very much need a like button here, top, side, or bottom, just put it somewhere. If I like what I read, do I really need to say,"Hey man. Your poem's like a tune from a reed."

Jeff Kyser
Date: 4/27/2022 4:59:00 PM

I hear you, letter codes? (L)ike, (D)islike? Oops, can't do that! (D)on't understand? lol, the validation code would be longer than the comment :-)

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 4/26/2022 7:01:00 PM

Limericks they roll of one’s tongue - Into the wilderness they’re flung - It is hoped that they’d be - Like honey to a bee- And repeatedly said or sung.….. Belle

Jeff Kyser
Date: 4/26/2022 7:38:00 PM

Yes! Some hit, some don’t, but all must be thrown…

Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/25/2022 7:54:00 PM

First two words in line three - sdrawkcab - That's why limericks get 'loopy.' (Used to be my nickname -- short for "Lupus," as in Wolf. Nyuk.

Timothy Ray

Date: 4/25/2022 6:46:00 PM

Jeff you have a great talent in these exercises....again, so were you from Nantucket? i enjoyed this greatly....

Jeff Kyser
Date: 4/25/2022 7:01:00 PM

Thanks, Timothy, I love limericks!