There once was a man, who came from Penzance,
Who attended, a St. Valentine's dance.
But he soon turned, and ran,
For each guest was a man.
Who were all looking for more, than bromance.
THE FISHERMAN AND THE MERMAID
A young fisherman berthed in Penzance
Went ashore one fine night to a dance
He woke up on his boat
With a mermaid afloat
The First prize in a card game of chance
So was spawned a cross genus romance
Though the neighbors regarded askance
They got married next day
In a church by the bay
And went off to a fish farm in France
August 2019
Given N/A in Contest: ‘Two Sea Themed Limericks’
There was a Rubenesque gypsy from France,
Who made love to all the pirates of Penzance!
Alas~condemned to walk the plank.
Till she flashed her voluptuous, sun-tanned flank!
Captain so pleased~no plank,just asked,
His "Sea Biscuit" to dance!
July 11, 2019
8:20pm PST
Formerly entitled His Sea Biscuit
Type casting Pirates of Penzance
Lining up those who’ll sing and dance
Some aced the illusion
Others beyond delusion
Laughing so hard I wet my pants
AP: 3rd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on April 8, 2019 for contest PIRATE THEMED LIMERICK sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN - RANKED 4TH
(A parody of the Modern Major-General's Song from "The Pirates of Penzance" by Gilbert and Sullivan.)
I am the very model of a very stable genius.
Compared to mine all others’ ...brains... are positively weeny; yes,
My grasp of science, history, and law is astronomical.
No need to read; I go by feel! (It’s highly economical.)
My sober tweets would make a truly fine encyclopedia
For fighting lies of traitors in the damn elitist media.
It’s sad how badly haters hate and treat me like a meanie; yes,
And all because I am, in fact, a very stable genius.
I see the world in black and white; hooray for monochromacy!
It shows the unnecessity of nuance and diplomacy.
No matter what I do, my fans consider me adorable;
Their loyalty to how I roll is not the least deplorable.
A win like mine (I surely could have had a clear majority!)
By common wisdom should confer a little more authority.
In short, I envy autocrats like Kim and Mussolini; yes,
I am the very model of a very stable genius.
THE A CAPELLA PIRATE by Jeanette Jones
based on Portrait No 6, Theater by Mary Cassate 1879
THE A CAPELLA PIRATE
Be it Pirates of Penzance or H.M.S Pinafore,
it never really matters.
His bombastic swaying of her in
his arms, always convinces
his crowd of his charismatic charms.
His licentious embrace and his
liquescent voice envelopes all.
The ruffles on his blouse, I image them,
the ruffles on my face.
It is only the ruffles from the fan
in my gloved hand.
As the orchestra peaks at Sullivan’s
instructions, his audience leaps
to their feet.
Not me.
I’m waiting for the music to cease.
I sit patiently within the darkness;
our eyes finally meet.
Pandemonium treachery is evaded as
the music ceases;
he serenades me
a cappella.
The story of Granddaughter Lily
By Franklin Price
4/14/2015
The story of granddaughter Lily
Is one I feel compelled to tell
Of talent that revealed itself
Really from the starting bell
At her birth and I was there
Entered the stage oh what a sight
Star of the show she was that day
A prelude to this Friday night
Precocious as a growing child
Entertaining was her thing
If one or more were in her view
Never missed a chance to dance and sing
Then came the play in seventh grade
Pirates of Penzance the name
Tried out for the leading role
And so began her school play game
We were there and cheering proudly
She sang and acted as a pro
At the end applauding loudly
We hugged her neck said way to go
The years have flown since way back then
She has performed in song and dance
Lily a high school senior now
Curtains in the Pirates of Penzance
We will be there to watch the show
Grandparents cannot stay away
We'll clap and cheer embarrass her
Celebrate this final high school play
I know this will not be the last
For entertainment is her thing
On to college and on from there
Excited to see what life will bring
Her heart hurts since Penzance
An oft meeting now 'à outrance'
Reckless romance recants
Forbidden faith’s life dance
Sparked suddenly from slight glance
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