There once was a Tiger called Sheffield. Sometimes, a base or two would he stealed! In his cheek was a lump--- Which wasn't chewing gump, Sadly, his injuries were seldom healed.
"Concerning Sheffield" , said Everett -- "I will be a fan of his neverett!!" "This thing I'm believing, is not a healty feeling, the best thing might be to severett !!!!
I know this sweet lady named Trace, and love the big smile on her face. She defends Gary's lump, Why, she's growing a bump, To add to the human race !!
I have an old friend named Alice, says who's this Sheffield guy ?? Tell us !! Told he's a player in Motown, who has gathered much renown, To her he might as well be in Dallas !!
I know John, he's my friend Who must remember in the end He's lucky I'm able to turn left And we are not all bereft and need to ask for respect By communicating heaven send...alice
When I try to rhyme some lines, I'm strictly an amateur. Pleasant combinations present themselves fewer and fewer. But success is in reach, Someday I might teach !!! If I could just master iambic pentameter !!
Excuse me if I say your Lim'ricks Are a series of old poetry gimmicks The strains in your rhyming And the hitch in your timing Hamstring your verbal gymnastics
There once was a Tiger called Sheffield.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, a base or two would he stealed!
In his cheek was a lump---
Which wasn't chewing gump,
Sadly, his injuries were seldom healed.
bravo! Dash
ReplyDeleteWhose Gary Sheffield? Alice
ReplyDeleteNope. Sorry... Picking on Sheffield just because his last name is easy to rhyme...
ReplyDeleteYou need to come up with something better than not liking him because he's injured and chews. You might as well pick on all of MLB :)
I like him, even if he is a gimp.
:)
-Trase
"Concerning Sheffield" , said Everett --
ReplyDelete"I will be a fan of his neverett!!"
"This thing I'm believing,
is not a healty feeling,
the best thing might be to severett !!!!
I know this sweet lady named Trace,
ReplyDeleteand love the big smile on her face.
She defends Gary's lump,
Why, she's growing a bump,
To add to the human race !!
The mad poet is loose!
ReplyDeleteI have an old friend named Alice,
ReplyDeletesays who's this Sheffield guy ?? Tell us !!
Told he's a player in Motown,
who has gathered much renown,
To her he might as well be in Dallas !!
I know John, he's my friend
ReplyDeleteWho must remember in the end
He's lucky I'm able to turn left
And we are not all bereft
and need to ask for respect
By communicating heaven send...alice
Dashmann made a list
ReplyDeleteOf arms he'd like to twist.
And now in stages
He commits outrages
As poetry terrorist.
When I try to rhyme some lines, I'm strictly an amateur.
ReplyDeletePleasant combinations present themselves fewer and fewer.
But success is in reach,
Someday I might teach !!!
If I could just master iambic pentameter !!
Excuse me if I say your Lim'ricks
ReplyDeleteAre a series of old poetry gimmicks
The strains in your rhyming
And the hitch in your timing
Hamstring your verbal gymnastics
Once was a Hall O' Famer
ReplyDeleteWhose injuries rendered him lamer
Than a Limerick by Dashmann;
At least he's got cash, man
Once, he was truly a gamer