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Chauvinistic Pigs and Other Limericks
1.
We men are all chauvinist pigs tra-la-la,
And love to take girls to our digs tra-la-la
Though girl snorts when she laughs,
We don't care about gaffes,
When our hearts find they're all dancing jigs tra-la-la!
2.
I'm a kid who grew up on the farm tra-la-la
And I don't mean to woo or alarm tra-la-la,
But I'm telling y'all,
Don't make fun of the drawl,
Or you're likely to feel more than charm tra-la-la.
3.
There are Sundays you'll find me in church tra-la-la,
But on weekdays I try to climb birch tra-la-la
I don't care what you say,
I know Frost went this way,
And my muse loves the view from his perch tra-la-la.
4.
I heard "anyone lived in a pretty how town," (1)
But Salvation escaped him, eloped with a clown,
Death is ever the wage paid for sins,
But a child at Christ's feet mostly grins,
Questions asked with no frown; angels bless child's renown!
Brian Johnston
August 15,2017
Poet's Notes:
Limerick #3 is a take off on Robert Frost's famous poem "Birches."
(1) Limerick #4 is meant to be a humorous commentary on a famous e e cummings poem.
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Brian Johnston
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