Duluth’s Limerick, 2012 Version

There was an old man from Duluth
Who wept when he thought of the truth,
Remembering the chances with lots of refinances
and once while at Fon-Du-Luth.

(apologies, as I’m not really a good poet…)

Here is the original:
There once was an old maid from Duluth
Who wept when she thought of her youth
of all the missed chances at her school dances
and once in a telephone booth.

8 Comments

ennyman

about 3 years ago

Where's the "Like" button? Fun.

Ramos

about 3 years ago

In Duluth the cops raided a store, Carrying hard drives and cash out the door. Of crimes, there were none, But it still was quite fun To hear people approvingly roar.

Ramos

about 3 years ago

There once was a town on a lake Where snowfall was barely a flake. The people felt thirst When the water mains burst, And failed their showers to take.

Ramos

about 3 years ago

There once was a guy who wrote books Of taxicabs, gangsters and crooks. A break he would take To stare at the lake And pen blog rhymes with multiple hooks.

Ramos

about 3 years ago

A black bear named Faith had a face Beamed out by a web cam to space. When Denny retired, The newsmen, inspired, Put Faith in the chair in his place.

Ramos

about 3 years ago

"It's the best job I've had!" the bard brayed. "All these sentences diced and filleted! The making of lists, The distilling of gists; Now where do I go to get paid?"

Ramos

about 3 years ago

A man who was often depressed Woke up with a quiver of zest. He beamed like a boy And shouted for joy, "I haven't been cured, I've been Nessed!"

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