Hooray, hooray, it's Limerick Day! The day of limerick-y goodness! You may recall last year's Limerick Day celebration, which included limerick versions of many classic poems. Then again, you may not. Regardless, this year, I've decided to do something slightly more...interactive...for Limerick Day. Suggest a book, story, or poem that you'd like to see rendered in horrible tawdry limerick form, and watch the magic unfold! The horrifying magic.
I can't promise to limerick every suggestion, and I will eventually lose interest, but it's a party! Let's celebrate!
The Sheriff of Nottingham's claim Is that Robin's a sin and a shame. But when cruelty's in vogue, Good men have to go rogue, And forget about clearing their name.
Now, zombies get people so worried Folks run to and fro, all hurried People need to dismember After they remember That zombies' great fear is to be curried.
My darling, beware of the wood And the wolves who pretend to mean good. Watch their teeth, do the math, Keep your feet on the path, Put your faith in the cape, and the hood.
Poor Georgie ran after his boat; The clown said "Down here, we all float." Now Stuttering Bill Has a monster to kill, Or It's certain to tear out his throat!
They say Wesley sleeps with the fish, And dear Buttercup's still quite the dish, But true passion endures Any twist that obscures The "I love yous" inside "as you wish."
Genovia's Princess, they say, Lived for years in a place far away, Now she knows that she's royal, And all of her toil Goes to keeping neurosis at bay.
The people gave so little thought To the plight of the dame of Shallot, 'Til the day that she floated, Both drowned and devoted, To darling, untrue Lancelot.
If our revels offend, let it go; We are only a dream, don't you know, And our hour's ending now, So we'll each take a bow, And we'll see you again come next show.
She set the glass slipper aside When she went to be Prince Charming's bride, Now with princesses two She'll be making dreams true... At least after the bad guys have died.
seanan_mcguire) wrote, 
quixotic 
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Won't rely on some magical crone
To change my life
Won't be someone's wife
This madhouse has gotta be flown!
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Is that Robin's a sin and a shame.
But when cruelty's in vogue,
Good men have to go rogue,
And forget about clearing their name.
May 12 2010, 16:11:33 UTC 7 years ago
Folks run to and fro, all hurried
People need to dismember
After they remember
That zombies' great fear is to be curried.
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I haven't read it either:
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...what the fuck?
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And the wolves who pretend to mean good.
Watch their teeth, do the math,
Keep your feet on the path,
Put your faith in the cape, and the hood.
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The clown said "Down here, we all float."
Now Stuttering Bill
Has a monster to kill,
Or It's certain to tear out his throat!
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May 12 2010, 16:30:36 UTC 7 years ago
Lloyd Alexander's Prydain?
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May 13 2010, 17:44:21 UTC 7 years ago
And dear Buttercup's still quite the dish,
But true passion endures
Any twist that obscures
The "I love yous" inside "as you wish."
May 12 2010, 16:47:24 UTC 7 years ago
Or, if you prefer, Princess Diaries.
May 14 2010, 14:51:57 UTC 7 years ago
Lived for years in a place far away,
Now she knows that she's royal,
And all of her toil
Goes to keeping neurosis at bay.
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Definitely.
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To the plight of the dame of Shallot,
'Til the day that she floated,
Both drowned and devoted,
To darling, untrue Lancelot.
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May 18 2010, 15:07:53 UTC 7 years ago
We are only a dream, don't you know,
And our hour's ending now,
So we'll each take a bow,
And we'll see you again come next show.
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May 12 2010, 17:34:59 UTC 7 years ago Edited: May 12 2010, 17:39:05 UTC
(If comics do not qualify: World War Z.)
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The Stepsister Scheme, by Jim Hines
The Princess Bride, by S. Morgenstern (& William Goldman)
May 18 2010, 15:39:12 UTC 7 years ago
When she went to be Prince Charming's bride,
Now with princesses two
She'll be making dreams true...
At least after the bad guys have died.
May 12 2010, 19:06:34 UTC 7 years ago Edited: May 12 2010, 19:31:35 UTC
(Edit) -- I realize belatedly that you already did this one last year. But, there's an awful lot of stuff in that poem to draw from.
If you'd rather not repeat, then an alternate suggestion: Alice in Wonderland and/or Through the Looking Glass, of course. :)
May 18 2010, 15:40:47 UTC 7 years ago
We're all of us mad, so come in.
Little Alice who fell,
This is your tale to tell,
And the ending lurks under your skin.
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There once was a Lord of the Dream
Who made up an excellent scheme
He wanted to die
And so he did try
And succeeded-- or so it would seem.
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