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!
When everyone looked for John Galt He couldn't be found; that's a fault. But then Hank saved the day With new metal: Hooray! And the story then came to a halt.
(Unlike most so-called Limericks it actually has correct scansion[1] and rhyme (slightly weak on the second line). And even a modicum of accuracy (I left out Galt's speech at the end, far too many pages of it; I left out most of the novel, really). I couldn't find rhymes for Dagny...)
[1] Three feet in each of the first, second and last lines, two feet in lines three and four, with rhyme scheme AABBA, the feet being anapestic or amphibrachic
May 12 2010, 17:02:11 UTC 7 years ago
He couldn't be found; that's a fault.
But then Hank saved the day
With new metal: Hooray!
And the story then came to a halt.
(Unlike most so-called Limericks it actually has correct scansion[1] and rhyme (slightly weak on the second line). And even a modicum of accuracy (I left out Galt's speech at the end, far too many pages of it; I left out most of the novel, really). I couldn't find rhymes for Dagny...)
[1] Three feet in each of the first, second and last lines, two feet in lines three and four, with rhyme scheme AABBA, the feet being anapestic or amphibrachic
May 12 2010, 21:27:57 UTC 7 years ago