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Friday, January 17, 2014

My Dog, the Comedian

There once was a dog, a Welsh Springer.
With rude comments he landed his zingers.
He wasn't a hit.
That's how he got bit.
His jokes were Welsh Springer humdingers.


    OK, so there you have a limerick.  The rhyming pattern for this five line poem is A,A, B, B, A.  The limerick is meant to be a humorous verse form.  Your challenge for today is to re-write the last line.  What can you come up with?  Or, write your own limerick about a pet animal.  Have fun playing with poetry.  

      Keri is hosting the Friday Poetry Roundup on her blog here.  Thanks for hosting us, Keri.

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13 comments:

  1. "Offending a bee with a stinger!"
    How's that?

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    1. Donna, that is excellent. What fun. Way to go.

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  2. I just read your crocodile one, thought it was going to be the limerick-how funny it came out its own thing! For this, I think your ending is just great, Joy. Here's a try: "'cause he zinged from the left to right wingers'.

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    1. Oh, I do like this. I can't write political poetry, and you've just shown me a cool way to do it. Yahoo! Thanks, Linda.

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  3. Joy -- you have to make sure Michelle Barnes sees this post. The last line of yours is indeed a humdinger. Fun!

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    1. OK, you've got my curiosity going. Why Michelle? Is she particularly good at limericks? Does she own a Welsh Springer? Or has she looked for a rhyme with humdinger?

      Don't you like Donna's and Linda's last lines too? I thin they have done a great job.

      I have a 14 year old Welshie. He is a sweet old boy that as he's aged doesn't like to let me out of his sight. My children's poetry critique group met at my house on Thursday and at noon we were getting up from the table to move to the dining room to eat soup. Good old Spot stood up walked to the kitchen and immediately peed all over the kitchen floor and even hit Charline Profiri's foot. I was so embarrassed. Now you know what I was thinking about yesterday when I should have been writing my poem. Next month we're meeting at a local restaurant. :-))

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  4. Worth a try--my last line:
    by cruel words that echo and linger.

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    1. Linda,
      This is another great last line. What fun, thank you for playing.

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  5. Oh my, Spot hit the wrong spot! I guess I missed an "interesting" meeting. Love your limerick. =)

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  6. Oh no. The last line is perfect just as it is!

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  7. I'm sorry I wasn't able to stop by and enjoy your limerick earlier in the week, Joy, but I'm glad I finally did! This is super! Laura S and I sometimes have limerick challenges, and I'm sure that's why she wanted me to come have a look. I especially love your word play at the end. Have you seen the feature called Limerick Alley on my blog? Maybe you'd like to participate at some point?

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    1. Ah, that explains it. Yes, I saw the graphic and Limerick Alley, but I'm not sure I had figured out how you were using it as a regular feature. I'll have to come visit and see you again. Put out the welcome mat. I'm on my way. what kind of tea do you want me to bring?

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