March 17, 2005


I don't think my limerick skills are up to this task, so I'll post my mediocrity here instead:

My grandmother mourned Bobby Sands,
And supported most Sinn Fein demands,
Well, I'm Irish too,
And I say "Fuck you,"
To murdering IRA bands.

Happy St. Patrick's Day, and a big virtual toast to the McCartney sisters.

Posted by Ilyka at March 17, 2005 10:39 PM in hell is other people

It's March Seventeenth, so I hear,
But the party's not anywhere near.
I'll be studying, see,
It's exams week for me,
So the Irish can kiss my fat rear.

Posted by: sansioy at March 17, 2005 10:47 PM


Posted by: Ith at March 17, 2005 10:56 PM

Clever, personal, topical, and the right number of syllables.

Other than that, absolutely mediocre.

Posted by: Hubris at March 17, 2005 11:10 PM

You clearly underestimate your limerick skills.

Posted by: michele at March 18, 2005 12:43 AM

I can't stand it when people don't get the syllables right; I admit it. Stick to 8 or 9 syllables for lines 1, 2, and 5, and 5 or 6 syllables for lines 3 and 4--how hard is this?


Where x = {8|9} and y = {5|6}. Okay, I'm stopping now before someone corrects my set notation there.

Posted by: ilyka at March 18, 2005 12:48 AM

a little Irish rhyme then ...

There is a young girl of Kilkenny,
Who is worried by lovers so many
That the saucy young elf
Means to raffle herself,
And the tickets are two for a penny.

Posted by: rammer at March 18, 2005 04:00 AM


Posted by: invadesoda at March 24, 2005 07:22 PM