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Limerick War Poems | Limerick Poems About War

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The pen versus the sword

The incorrect usage of tense
And phrases of total nonsense
Wipe out brain status
With more apparatus
Than the Department of Defense

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2013

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Muammar Muhammad Gaddafi; 
'Brother Leader', dog of Tripoli.    
People of Libya 
happily say, "See ya! 
Here's for Flight 103 - Lockerbie."  

*Dead 10/20/11

Copyright © John Smith | Year Posted 2011

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Anzac Day

It's Anzac Day today
Or lads were sent away
To fight a war
And what the hell for
Because they had to pay

Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2014

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It's all in how you say it

While ours kill with flair and finesse
Banned weapons can make a fine mess
Since guys without class
Can possess poison gas
O-bomb-a will make an address

There's hype and there's hysteria
O-bomb-a needs criteria 
To send friend Bashar   
Wrapped presents from afar
His gift of love for Syria

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2013

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War on Terror

I'm a defender of democracy
But not its lies and its hypocrisy:
  And I loathe Jihad terror,
  Its soldier and flag bearer
Who defend their own atrocity!

           August 2014

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014

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Vitamin B-12

Started taking Vitamin B-12 for my memory Reminding me of the B-29, a question for Jeopardy A bomber during history's dark time World War II, a disgusting crime We must all be sure so as not repeat this treachery © Jack Ellison 2015

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015

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Indian Givers

The once was a Native American Navajo
Who served his country and to war did go.
He wrote codes by the score
Which helped end the war
But came home to no fame, “Oh, no.”

The World War II ends in ‘45
Choctaw and Comanche side by side
Broke the back of the Fuhrer
Our messages got through sure! 
With out their gift we’d not stem the tide!

It took fifty five years and more
For the US to give medals they wore
Many went to their graves
Still feeling enslaved
But, Congressional Gold the corpse bore.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2010

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A hundred years ago lest we forget
They paid a price and paid a debt!
  Soldiers in a world at war
  Battled on a foreign shore,
And so say us all God bless the Vet.

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2015

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Big-frowned Scarecrow

Hopping mad, Billy glares through a port
at what foes seem to think is such sport.
Frown for frown, glare for glare,
scarecrow raises his hair.
He laughed yet while his foes took the fort!

"The human race has but one affective weapon, 
and that is laughter." 
                              Mark Twain

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2015

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A Leader They Were Proud Of

Soon we all must enter the fray
And keep this injustice at bay
Thus said the major
Who tripped on the floor
Thus ending the war for that day 

Copyright © Martin Kloess | Year Posted 2013

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These Colors Don't Run Limerick

<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind

In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2011

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Gulf war

Be Polite—bathe please dear daughter
In brown pool's bored putrid water
Big Profits buy pain
Blown Pipe brings petrol's reign
Bad Pollution's bought poison slaughter

Author's note: Each line has two word pairs that begin with B and P.  You can reconstruct the poem in many ways by substituting the phrase "BP" for any given word pair.  However, when stating "BP", remember that these products are consumed by the broad population.

Another thing--People are now saying that this broken production company is a great investment opportunity--yuck!

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2010

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Limerick crochetes: Once Japanese Robot lied about its age

Limerick: Once Japanese Robot lied about its age

Once Japanese Robot lied about its age
To an American Robot under age
	At marriage registry
	Paid haemophrodite fee
That night in shed they locked jaws in mad glad rage.

One said: “If only I knew your true old age
I would not have stooped so low to engage
	You in pédophilie
	Despite the reduced fee!”
Said the other: “Shut your trap. Open your cage!”

All night they toiled without oil or French vintage
Pungent fumes coursed through finely wired visage
	Love counter showed much glee
	-Unusual degree-
Neither side of Pacific need take umbrage.

Hiroshima Nagasaki sheer mirage
Robot lingo spout like Zen-type soul adage
	Nuts bolts screws a-plenty
	War rights out of country
Robots join dumb Robots in Atomic Age!

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2015

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Hark--an Angel--The harbinger of all things good

What flies though the air up above
Disguised as a peace seeking dove
For those who've not heard
Drones can send you the bird
From the land of brotherly love

Author's note: Is this really how to win friends and influence people (for the long term)?

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2013

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"War of the Worlds" by H.G. (Hebert-Gautreaux) Wells

Martian Gumbo

One of dem Saucer land in da Bayou
Ole Boudreaux out huntin say "Jus who be you?"
Den he point him shodgun
And say "Lookee here son...
Jus found some green OKRA to seasonne my stew!"

Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2010

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An Old World War II Injury

Well how do you do, my name is Jack Brain's still working but it's got a big crack It's a World War II injury Watching the war on TV Munching on chips put my back outta whack © Jack Ellison 2015

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015

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War Zone Comprehended

Against humanity, history badly plot
creating a stain not easy to face the blot
humans really nefarious
misfortune ambidextrous
to schedule of events, massacre has a spot.

Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016

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Creating Graves to Rob

Prescott Bush proved his moxie
as war-profiteer proxy
with brother Harriman
since shame can't bury them
when suggestions turn Nazi.

Copyright © John Weber | Year Posted 2010

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I think
I Clown

(Msr. Rene, for humor's sake, I hope you're not turning on your grave    :o)

Copyright © George Anos | Year Posted 2008

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They will never be like us

Jordan’s pilot caged in a fire
Was filmed and produced global ire
When we use napalm
It’s gift wrapped in a bomb
As our moral plane is much higher

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2015

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An eye for an eye

Who adores an ancient lore chore
And loves to see gore and wage war
Yet sore pouring pain?
This stems from an old brain
A story of man’s evil core

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2009

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The bragging rites

A man named Erik sang a drunken lyric                                                                                                                                                         on the way up quicken this limerick                                                                                                                                                               a field for the horses the name of course                                                                                                                                              I will take it by force sang the drunken Norse                                                                                                            unleashing ire a land this limerick

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014

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Flesh vs. Spirit

hunger of the flesh , you must protest !!

Oh' this fleshly disaster , what a mess 

maybe just one more slice..

to much could bring a demise 

deny this flesh , wouldn't want to regress

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010

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Dollar to War, to Dollar

Our politicians to be told what for Why they continue to take us to war Is it for the oil and ores To continue earth sores Or for conglomerate greed galore

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010

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To Patrick, I thank

When I was just a little boy
Aged seven I had so much joy
In Commander Job I was so fond
He was Ian Fleming's James Bond
A war hero, he's the real McCoy

* When I was seven years old, I had the privilage of staying with
   Patrick Dalzel-Job, feel free to copy and paste his link *


Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011

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Limerick Crochetes: Once Fukushima Lady Uranium

Limerick crochetés: Once Fukushima Lady Uranium

Once Fukushima Lady Uranium
Madly in love with Hanford Plutonium
	Sent him hot-kissed missile
	Twice Hiroshima smile:
“R.S.V.P. Pluto to Uranus in mime!”

Missile misfired detoured Koreanium
O’er Kamchatka harassed by Putt-Inn-ium
	Security Council 
	Issued stark Codicil
“Pacific love letters: ‘Putt-Inn-Bin, Hmh!’ “

Then lovesick Mamasan Uranium
Stole Crime-ian Green Card made in Elysium
	KGB stamp fossil
	Put Putt-Inn behind grill
So cut through Alaska helped by Pale-Inn-Yum!

At last Mamasan came close to Plutonium
At Hanford received no hugs in delirium
	Sat by waste river spill
	Her heart sank without thrill
Till Pluto-Uranus sang the Union Hymn!

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2015

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Hardy by Name, Hardy by War

In History, Nelson fought the Spanish
This powerful Armada did vanish
My ancestor was in thrall
Kismet Hardy had a ball
No invasion, the infidels, banished

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011

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The Army Chaplain

Tooled up, the army chaplain
Is wielding the words of God
Straight in for the kill
With ‘The work of His will’
And ‘He came not with peace but the rod’

The sixth commandment is tricky
A most inconvenient law
For the turn of a cheek
On the battle field bleak
Is far from conducive to war

So, pity the army chaplain
And the conflict that rages within
As the ranks of the dead
Tramp a march through his head
And he murders his conscience with gin

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2016

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Limericks crochetes: Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump

Limericks crochetés: Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump

Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump
Made father’s money jump during slump
Dreamed of ruling this earth
Joined campaign (in) stand-up mirth
Made people laugh without using trump.

He played to the gallery hirsute
Soon his jokes turned sauerkraut through soot
Before long they cried : Heil !
Jackboots clicked, people wail
In goose-step, give : Sieg ! Heil ! salute.

Moral : « Listen not to funny man Dump !
Migrants all know how to scale wall jump.
Ten million there love US
Minus some (who) think like louse !
Live not solipsistic world on rump ! »

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2016

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2016

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Chain of Command

                You, topmost brass of the military chain of command,

       though it's your warriors who blast away humans from the land,

                                                     you're liable,


           you can never wash away the blood of guilt from your hand!

Copyright © romeo naces | Year Posted 2007