Has the bleak midwinter weather got you down? Try our collection of elemental limericks!
This week’s winner was tough to forecast, but I settled on the first of two poems submitted by Molly Stevens:
Why does I freeze in Maine year round?
Shouldn’t I be Florida bound?
Palm trees, iced tea, flickering fleas,
And green pies made with limes of key!
Unless, of course, my ship runs aground.
Congratulations, Molly! You are the most terrible poet of the week!
Admittedly, Molly’s ‘B’ lines of her limerick were longer than is traditional, but I could only see how much that added to the terrible nature of her construction. I also liked her near-rhymes, her references that somewhat-related to a theme, and that she kept to a limerick format (in general).
I had so much fun reading through the other entries, even if the writers did not read all the directions. Or, to their credit, maybe they felt too shy to write a limerick. For the others, great work! So funny!
Speaking of the others, here they are in submission order:
Snow, sleet and freezing rain,
Pounding on my window pane,
Do I care
Enough to swear?
Dreaming of a life in Brisbane.
the thunderous rain comes falling down
it hits the ground without a sound
it splashes in puddles
without any trouble
and gathers in holes in the ground
snow is white when it leaves the sky
and yellow on the ground, but please don’t try
they say not to eat
it isn’t a treat
but you’ll heave if I tell you why
by Geoff LePard
Up if turns out nice and I have to water the garden.
With my moaning about having to get the hosepipe out.
‘S a pain
Yet I refrain
From saying the bloody sunshine isn’t what I need right now.
Not to have caught
English weather is almost as annoying as spelling.
Whether weather wether
A ewe asked a ram, known as “Heather”,
Whether a wether was a misspelling of weather?
I’ll show you one day
Why missing more than an A
Prevents us from getting together.
by Bladud Fleas
is it snowing?
I ask knowing
the white stuff
the wind’s blowing
by Cricket Muse
There once was a terrible storm,
That changed from cold to warm.
The snow and sun mixed
and couldn’t be fixed,
Which is why parkas and shorts were worn.
by RH Scribbles
in Texas you never know if
it will rain now or in a jiffy
it won’t even snow
so off to school I go, bro
the teachers will all be so beachy
Keep up the ‘good’ work, everyone! See you for next week’s contest!