Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
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Literary limericks, take one.

Boredom does strange things. So does anxiety. Combine the two, and you're likely to end up with things like...

Limericks About Books Seanan Loves Dearly.

IT:
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!

Fire and Hemlock:
Don't put a book down on its face,
Or trust men who come from That Place.
Gran tried hard to advise,
But our Pol wasn't wise,
And got caught in a fairy-time race.

The Stand:
A sniffle, a cough, and a sneeze,
And the whole world is brought to its knees.
God said 'no more rain,'
But why should he refrain
From deluging the world with disease?

The Dark Tower (full series):
No mortal hands this Tower rose
In the fields where the universe grows.
Now Roland must wander
From home to the yonder
To learn what he already knows.

Mirabile:
Don't tie DNA up in bows;
You can't control just where it goes,
And you will be vexed
When you're Kangaroo Rex'd.
Genetics should not be freak shows.

On Writing:
Slaughter your darlings, my friends;
Let adverbs seek swift, messy ends.
Whatever is uttered,
Use 'said' and not 'muttered,'
And follow the tale where it bends.

Limerick me! I want to see what the twisted minds of the rest of the world can produce. Also, I find this funny.
Tags: poetry, reading things, silliness
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"Stranger in a Strange Land":
There once was a Martian named Smith
Who gathered his own chosen kith
Now they all play the deity
With great carnal gaiety
"Thou art God"'s the Heinleinian myth

"Baby Is Three":
While our being is not without fault
Our new species is one I'd exalt
For with mental block solved
We're now free to evolve
As we learn to be Homo Gestalt

"The Cold Equations":
As you travel the vastness Out There
Always calculate fuel use with care
Or an innocent stowaway
Becomes one more throwaway
For physical laws just don't care

"The Eyre Affair":
In Thursday Next's world, I have heard
All treasure the well-written word
And it gladdens all hearts
When the crowd plays its part
In that cult classic, "Richard III"
You, sir, are a golden god.
*blush*

You are too kind.