Waxing Limerickal

Limericks are awesome.

A wonderful bird is the pelican.
His mouth can hold more than his belican.
He can store in his beak
Enough fish for a week
And I'm damned if I know how the helican.

I've always loved 'em, because they're simple, clever, and silly all at once. My literary muse, you might say.

A careless young man named McSweeney
Spilled a jigger of gin on his weenie.
Just to be couth
He added vermouth
And slipped his girlfriend a martini.

Limericks, of course, can be suggestive.

A pirate, as history relates,
Was scuffling with some of his mates.
He tripped on his cutlass
Which rendered him nutless
And practically useless on dates.

And limericks can be just naughty.

This one is a cock joke. See what I did there?

And all points in between.

The limerick packs laughs anatomical

In space that is quite economical,

But the good ones I've seen

So seldom are clean,

And the clean ones so seldom are comical.

And because I do much of my thinking in anapestic meter...

It's a thing look it up look it up here

...it occurred to me just now that there is the start of a fantastic limerick in

There once was a blogger called Chuck

Right?

I'm going to get to work on that right now. I'll be back. Oh! You can submit some, too. To be helpful, here are some works that rhyme with "Chuck":

Duck

Stuck

Luck

Muck

Pluck

Yuck

Suck

Truck

Puck

Young buck

Canuck

Innsbruck

Pinochle (kind of)

Groch

(a-ha, so it does rhyme with something)

I can't think of any others. OK, so you work on some, I'll work on some, and we'll see who comes up with the best one.

There once was a poet named Dan,
Whose poetry never would scan.
When told this was so,
He replied, "Yes, I know.
It's because I try to put every possible syllable into the very last line that I can."

No cheating.