Limerick Contest!

[Kenderfriend]

A halfling dressed in brown and green,
was heard to shout summat obscene,
but her screams and her howl,
and her language quite foul,
are caused by an overfull spleen.

Another halfling named Tod,
at times is a right little chap,
whilst he's often quite shy,
he can only but try,
but this often results in a slap.

Rockhead Howling Wolf



There once was a fat purple bard,
who's smellling of fishtails and lard,
whilst drinking one day,
Salles turns and  shouts "Hey,
you're smelling quite foul and you're barred!"

Alternate ending..!

There once was a fat purple bard,
who's smellling of fishtails and lard,
whilst walking one day,
all the gobbos shout "Hey,
that aftershave's quite avant-garde!"

Keppli, with grammatical encouragement from the dwarf

[Alatriel]

Reading these lines is causing me pain
It makes me feel there's a cramp in my brain
When I read them I think
Gosh, these really all stink
So I figured I'd come on and complain.

[ShiffDrgnhrt]

There once was a lass named Daniella,
 who at first we all thought was a fella.
 She traps down her goods,
 to keep the male hoods
 from turning to stare at the bella.
 
 :p  

[ShiffDrgnhrt]

Not to toot my own horns...  *Toots his horn* but I think I am the only one consitantly remaining within the meter and rhyme scheme of a limerick..
 
 Toot toot!

[ShiffDrgnhrt]

My name is Diego Rivera,
 My intention was never to scare yah,
 but when viewing my art,
 beware and take heart,
 it's all staring strangely back atchya!

[ShiffDrgnhrt]

With no doubt I'm the Limericking Master,
 Besting Cari, Darke, and the Psued-ster.
 When the Limericking starts,
 beware of this art,
 or they'll fill up all of your grey matter!

[ShiffDrgnhrt]

My Post count gets higher and higher,
 as my humor gets drier and drier,
 no doubt Dorg wil come,
 and look at the sum,
 and ban me for being a Spammer...  >.<
 
 (last one...  I promise)

[darkstorme]

Ironic, Shiff's post sixty-four
Says he wins (by the way he keeps score)
But to view his posts after
One bursts into laughter
Those last lines, they ain't rhymin' no more!

Ahem...

Tyra's a rambunctious sort
Prone to sparring with giants for sport
But her actions are such
That her ungentle touch
Might soon land her in Rofirein's court.

Plen's the Bird Lord; the lord of the air,
But he sleeps on the ground, not up there.
As he napped by a willow,
'Cacea made a pillow...
Now poor Plen's wings both look rather bare!

[ShiffDrgnhrt]

Hey!  Slant Rhyme is still rhyme Mister!

[Kenderfriend]

I once had a bag full of true,
and Keppli and Tod had some too,
but it's all gone away,
'cos we spent it one day
buying carpets to see if one flew.

by Rockhead Howling Wolf

[Zoogmunch]

.....and finally, i couldnt stop without this one. It's from the heart!

Ode to a Brave Warrior.



I once saw that brave Dragonheart,
turn the corner, pause, and then fart,
on the wind was a whiff,
of the wonderous Shiff,
he's gone now but helped Rocky start.

[EdTheKet]

There once was a Cult that stole Dragons,
they set out in ships, not on wagons.
Approaching they are,
Our heroes flee far,
or try to get courage from flagons!

[Link092]

Sitting alone, he lies in his bed
Restless thoughts stir inside his head
From behind the drape
Planning his escape
Sion, waits for the moment of dread


Idoran reads a magical book
Full of cantrips which he took
much to his dismay
he went out to play
He made himself into a snook


There's a halfling named Tod
And just so you know, he's no sod
With only a trick
'cause you know he is quick
won't see through his facade




// I think these are proper...

[Thief Of Navarre]

Wont be good but it will be relevent! here goes!

I met a nice fellow called Mangle,
He made me-a sheild I could handle,
He was short, he was squat,
His helmet; a pot
Wonder if he could make me a bangle?