Let's do a little something to dispel the winter doldrums. Although, truth be known, it hasn't been a very wintry winter thus far. I imagine Mother Nature has a few tricks up her sleeve. I am expecting snow on Easter! Anyway, last year I had a fun and silly contest inviting everyone to write a stitching limerick that began with the line: There once was a stitcher named [insert your name]. This generated a lot of really silly and clever rhymes. Shall we do it again?
Remember, limericks are defined by Google as a humorous verse form of 5 anapestic lines with a rhyme scheme aabba i.e., they have a definite pattern:
10 syllables/beats to the first line,
7 syllables/beats to the second line,
6 syllables/beats to third and fourth lines,
9 syllables/beats to the fifth line.
The rhyme pattern: lines 1, 2 and 5 rhyme; lines 3 and 4 rhyme.
Here's my 2011 limerick:
There once was a stitcher named Riona,
Who used up all of her toner,
Printing freebies galore
Till she had so much more
Than anyone ought to be owner!
There once was a stitcher named Riona,
Who used up all of her toner,
Printing freebies galore
Till she had so much more
Than anyone ought to be owner!
And here's my 2012 version:
There once was a stitcher named Riona,
Who, when you tried to phone her,
All your calls she'd ignore
As she stitched more and more.
Her friends thought this flaw a real groaner!
There once was a stitcher named Riona,
Who, when you tried to phone her,
All your calls she'd ignore
As she stitched more and more.
Her friends thought this flaw a real groaner!
Leave your limmerick in the comments ... any entry not fitting the above definition will be disqualified ... it must be a true limmerick! At the end of the month, I'll have my husband pick a winner from the comments and award that stitcher/limmericist a $10 GC to 123stitch [an online shop]. Thanks to all who participate.
9 comments:
What fun! I'll have to get my thinking cap on...
Oh No! I can just about manage rhyming couplets but a whole limerick...
I'll try - now what rhymes with "Jo who can't think of a clever nickname"? I guess I've used all my syllables up already!
There once was a stitcher known as Sandy,
who was her self quite handy,
using her dololly,
frogged stitches by golly,
now isn't that just fine and dandy!
And, Jo. I couldn't resist:
There once was a cross stitcher known as jo,
who people thought was quite slow;
she could not rhyme her name
which was really quite lame,
so the contest win was a 'no go"!
Hah! to Sandy, LOL!
Here's my effort:
There was a young stitcher of fame
Who dint have a clever nickname
Her real name was Jo
Which is boring, you know
And her limerick really was lame.
"Dint" is a Suffolk dialect word which means "didn't". It's similar to "int" which means "have not" as in "I int thought up a good limerick"
Thanks to Riona for thinking up such a fun game.
Writing prompts + my staying up WAY too late = BAD, BAD poetry!
Hope it's alright that I used my last name for this...At any rate...
There once was a stitcher man named Shirley,
whose buds called stitchin’ girly.
They all demeaned his manhood,
as often as ‘ey could,
‘til he snapped and gave ‘em all swirlies.
What a fun contest! Here's my limerick:
There once was a stitcher named Carolyn
Who yearned again to be thin,
She stitched more and ate less,
Then bought a smaller dress,
And she now has a reason to grin.
Carolyn
There once was a stitcher named Kathryn,
Whose rhymes were a bit too saccharine.
As try as she might,
Her rhymes were a fright,
So she decided to do herself in!
(OK OK, kind of depressing at the end, I know. Hard to find words that rhyme with 'Kathryn'. lol
-Kathy/ME
kgresgott@yahoo.com
Fun, my name only has two syllables, so i had to get creative to make it make any sense, so i have two versions, just in case you won't except the second line starting on the first, and are okay with bad grammar! haha
There once was a stitcher named Sushi who
Collected patterns she saw.
With more than she could do
She gave some to her Ma.
Now with her Pa, she’s in deep doo-doo!
Or:
There once was a stitcher named Sushi Sue
Collected patterns she saw.
With more than she could do
She gave some to her Ma.
Now with her Pa, she’s in deep doo-doo!
There once was a stitcher named Rita E
Who threw that frog in the sea
But he found his way back
And was set to attack
As she put in her last stitch with glee.
I tried to do this before but I can't seem to get past the part where I type in the weird looking words - I hope it works this time.
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