Name Limerick Poems | Examples
These Name Limerick poems are examples of Limerick poems about Name. These are the best examples of Limerick Name poems written by international poets.
My first girl friends name was Shirley,
her hair was near blond and not curly.
She was tall and svelte,
and smile made me melt.
for her teeth were all white and pearly.
STUMBLE AND RISE (Gravity and I)
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A gala event, a minefield of hope and dread,
Winners announced, toward the stage were formally led.
My name was called; I tripped, planting my face on the floor,
Embarrassed was I, my ego damaged, my pride done for.
“Gravity and I are in a toxic relationship,” I said, my face turning red.
Today’s anniversary marks twenty four years,
of the Nine-Eleven Attack that was given to fears.
As a bell denotes the dead,
each name will be read.
On a day in history that was awash with tears.
His name was Dan but most called him “snake”,
we listened intently to each thing that he spake.
His voice would croak,
and that is no joke,
Because he was different we thought him a flake.
If not nigh like dotcom bubble
AI seems in no small trouble.
GPT five’s failure,
Would the rest regain roar?
If ever rise from near rubble?
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Happenings | 02.09.2025 | technology, USA
Note: Is AI a bubble, too much hype and boisterous babble? Is a bust coming? GPT5 admitted a flop show. Nvidia gave but a modest forecast. MIT study: 95% of dreams failed to deliver… Time was when adding ‘.com’ to a company’s name boosted its value. Today, adding ‘AI powered’ does the same trick. Too much is being expected from AI too soon. Anyway, AI seems to have hit a wall. Would it scale it to move ahead, or a precious stone turn a pebble? This ditty wonders.
I said, "Okay! Let's play a little game.
I'll pick a number, and I'll pick a name.
And if you can guess neither,
you'll have to watch my Peter,
while I paint your new door and the new frame."
GATSBY*
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Gatsby’s my name, character of Fitzgerald fame.
Nick saw through the façade and my game.
I partied and danced through the night,
Chasing dreams that weren’t quite right.
Then there was Daisy, jazz’s grande dame.
I lived in a mansion that sparkled at night,
I threw bashes hoping to be Daisy’s shining knight.
But the glitz and the glam,
Were a mere flashy sham,
Alas, George kills me, a vengeful, murderous sight.
*The Great Gatsby, a novel by F. Scott Fitzgerald, follows the story of Nick Carraway, who moves to Long Island in the summer of 1922 and becomes entangled in the lives of his wealthy neighbor, Jay Gatsby, and Gatsby's former lover, Daisy Buchanan. (Wikipedia Encyclopedia)
MIDNIGHT MUNCHIES! I’M IN A TERRIBLE JAM….
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At midnight, my stomach grumbled
With snacks in the pantry, I fumbled
On the shelves high and low,
Chocolate cookies. Say no!
But tripped on my cat and then tumbled!
Toward the fridge I tiptoed with glee,
For it holds a treasure trove for me.
There's a jar of sweet jam, tight
I’m stuck with tasteless yam, terrible plight!
With spoon and my cravings, an eating spree!
Oh, the brownies were calling my name.
They ‘made me’ lose the dieter’s game.
Each chocolate bite I took,
My belly constantly shook,
Now my waistline will never be the same!
Time was each bullet bore some name,
Each lens now does nigh but the same.
Privacy’s all but dead
If not on a deathbed,
Love at Coldplay? Ne’er a lens blame.
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Happenings |32.07.2025| humour, life, love
Note: Yes, privacy is all but dead. Social media have put it on a deathbed. If there’s any doubt, what happened recently in a public performance of Coldplay the ubiquitous lens should remove it.
I once knew a seer, name of Hortense
Who specialized in ominous portents
Said I should marry a toad
Long as he cleaned and he sewed
I said, ‘You go first ~ It makes so much sense’
My auntie, who was on vacation
Was lusting for fast fornication
She met a well-hung guy
But her foo-foo’s too dry
She blurted, “It needs lubrication!”
The fella, whose first name was Dick
Said, “Stay put. I’ll be back real quick
I’ll purchase sticky Jell-O
‘Twill turn your foof bright yellow
But ensures my entry is slick!"
The Jell-O lube worked really well
Dick satisfied my Auntie Mel
Next time she needs some lube
She’ll melt a Jell-O cube
Aunt’s shagged out. I think you can tell!
There was an old man from Fargo,
With a wife whose name was Margo.
They were quite the pair
Neither had much hair
They traveled the world with no cargo!
I once knew a lad, name of Fred
It seems that a cow licked his head
His back hairs went one way
While his front hairs did stay
Better than the other way ~ Fred!
There once was a man whose name was Jack.
Wasn’t well liked, he always talked smack.
One day at work,
He met Big Kirk,
Who taught him not to talk behind his back.
A young couple next door just had a new girl,
They looked at me for ideas so I gave it a whirl.
Since she’s a gem,
I’d name her Kim,
Both quickly replied that our Gem will be Pearl.