Long Limerick Poems
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Went out with my friends on Halloween night.
Each carried candy filled bag, a flashlight.
Kids floated ahead of us,
Ignored to make such a fuss,
Spooky glow they flickered like candlelight.
10/14/2020
Children Story
What is a Limerick?
A limerick is a short and fun five-line poem with a distinctive rhythm. The first, second and fifth lines are longer than the third and fourth lines. The rhyming pattern is AABBA. The longer A lines rhyme with each other and the shorter B lines rhyme with each other.
Line 1: 7-10 syllables A
Line 2: 7-10 syllables A
Line 3: 5-7 syllables B
Line 4: 5-7 syllables B
Line 5: 7-10 syllables A
Could platinum coin deposit
In the U.S. Treasury's closet
Our debts enjoin?
A trillion-dollar coin
Might yield a government profit
Author's Note: Section 31 U.S.C. § 5112 of the United States Code authorizes the Treasury Department to "mint and issue platinum bullion coins" in any denominations the Secretary of the Treasury may choose. This privilege only extends to platinum coins. Thus, if the Treasury were to mint a few one-trillion dollar platinum coins, it could deposit such coins in the general fund instead of issuing debt (lol).
Seigniorage is the difference between the receipts from the Federal Reserve System from the sale of circulating coins at face value and the costs of minting and distributing the coins. Seigniorage is deposited periodically to the General Fund where it reduces the government's need to borrow.
Of course, this might create a wave of inflation. But we should all realize that the value of paper currency eventually tends to zero. In any event, the inflation we've experienced in 2022 is just a taste of what's to come since the politicians don't want to explain a depression to their voters. We're entering strange times.
The hoopla of Christmas has come and gone
The checkbook for that spree is overdrawn
Lord, please have mercy on me
I can already foresee
To pay Uncle Sam my dog I must pawn
Outsourcing IRS I can't condone
They linked me up to Sierra Leone
I just could not comprehend
The guy on the other end
It was a nasty discourse on the phone
This year the IRS has bled me dry
May have to mortgage the house to comply
I've searched for more deductions
But find no more reductions
It hurts to laugh and I'm too old to cry
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 6 in Carolyn Devonshire's "Taxing Times" Contest - Feb 2011
My Soup friends are out of sight
When I’m lonely in the night
Their poems I read
And come up to speed
And everything seems alright
Poems in shapes and sizes
Poets in different guises
Some are really hot
Their words hit the spot
So welcome to the prizes!!
Some write of nature and plants
Though not one about the ants
Some hot body parts
Some mention the arts
While others write raves and rants
Each has a story to tell
Most poets are really swell
Some write about sex
Their great big "dog" Rex
Or how love has turned to hell!
There are lots of contests too
One’s sure to appeal to you
Footles may be fun
Word games and a pun
I stick to the tried and true
I cannot write on demand
Or my muse will have me canned
I write what I feel
And that is my deal
But well wishes to this band!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Grandfather was up to the task
As everyone took off their mask
Shouted “it’s no disgrace”
To show all of your face
And offer a toast from your flask.
And the Naysayers said “this can’t be”
I’ve had the shots – one, two and three
I think it’s a trick
As I still got sick
I should have known that nothing is free.
And the dogs who thought people so sweet
Are now huddled below and beneath
The sofa and chair
Shaking with fear
For they just found out people have teeth.
We’ve removed the masks from our face
Now we’ll carry them just like our mace
In a pocket of fear
As people draw near
Well…because….you know, ….just in case.
John G. Lawless
©3/1/2022
I have a cat with fur as soft as silk
Always Keeps a greedy eye on my milk
A cutie, I love so much
Sometimes, she acts like a witch
Then I cannot but give her a hard kick!
I have an unfriendly neighbor called Watts
One night my cat ate up his porridge oats
Closing the door with a thud
He sat upset on his bed
He stormed round in anger kicking his boots
It made me feel bad and so annoyed
The cat's freedom to roam was denied
Now she sleeps on my bed
Never raising her head
My angry gaze, she wants to avoid
Nov.28.2022
Children's Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Eve Roper
I heard the train comin'
With warning bells strummin'
And had to leap oughta the way!
The Guzzi Express, with no time to rest,
Steamed Highlander's limerick to play!
With chimney a smoke
Right at this poor bloke,
C. Richards did save the day!
Said I to myself, go give it a try,
Then flutter to one we call Butterfly!
Until that time, the Engineer must fixit,
And blow the horn for Jared Pickett!
*Keep the wheels rollin' .....Poet Butterfly! your next!... C. E. McMullin!
**But first! the Engineer requests the 'Master Poet' Jared Pickett! Continue The Game!
Did you ever sit and ponder
about God's miraculous wonders
or sit back and reflect
on the religious aspects?
It makes my heart for Him fonder
Did you ever question the existence of God?
I don't think that question that is very hard
because I know what I feel
that the Lord my God is truly real
and I gratefully give Him my heart
Did you know that the death of Jesus was sacrificial?
because man's belief was so superficial
as Jesus' death was the method to repent
yet mankind's sinning ways would not relent
for mankind's faith was so artificial
But there is one thing I can certainly convey
as ye reap as you sow, the Bible does say
just exalt and glorify God and in Him rejoice
praise and worship Him with a cheerful voice
and He will treasure you all of your days
After driving so far down the road,
I needed some sleep, so I slowed.
A sign said "motel"......
but one cannot tell,
when the weirdo is due to explode !!
This motel had declared a good rate.
So, I checked into my room, rather late.
But the price should be lower!
Compromised in the shower
By proprietor, young Norman Bates !!
I ran fast down the road, like a chicken !
While forgetting my clothes, panic-stricken !
No more showers, for me ! !
No more bubble bath glee ! !
Bare-assed, I might be, ....but still kickin' !!!!!
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4/30/15 For The Contest Sponsored By Tammy Reams
A young beauty, the Countess of Sweeney,
was romanced by a magical genie.
While their romance was fervent,
there was just one deterrent:
he, regrettably, had a wee weenie.
Unfortunately, this magic genie
had only limited powers, you see.
He could not wish for his dong
to be long, massive and strong,
t'was against rules of genie-icity.
So the countess (her first name was Didi)
eventually moved to Tahiti.
She then soon had a tryst
with a geologist
who was endowed with something more meaty.
Eventually, the lonely genie
luckily found himself a new sweetie.
She was small and petite
and willingly discreet
which suited his diminutive weenie.