#limmerick

[poetry-official]

A new blog, again, I'm official

My poetry's not superficial

I do rhymes and free verse,

My poems aren't terse,

Their effect on you is benificial!

I have joy and whimsy in my heart

I always love doing my part

I do non-limmericks too,

sometimes a haiku,

And I'll try, as always, to be smart

@copyright-offical @french-horn-offical @sans-the-skeleconch @orange-official (idk the ones I knew off the top of my head)

Ooc: Hello! Can I join the Officialverse? I'm a pretty decent poet and would like to make some new friends.

[dabiconcordia]

There was a young lady of Riga who went for a ride on a tiger. They came back from the ride with the lady inside and a smile on the face of the tiger —  Poem

[lapsang-and-earlgrey]

Team Villain asked us for a rumble they believe all our defenses will tumble But they know jack cause we'll counterattack and @thestalwartheart will soon be home with some crumble.

@a-forger-and-a-point-man it's your turn

[handwerkstatt]

Besuchen wollte ein Mann aus dem französischen Cannes ein Mädchen in Westermühlen wohl wegen Frühlingsgefühlen doch sie ließ ihn nicht ran.

[ephemeraobscura]

"THE MOTHER-IN-LAW 

She fights and she snarls like a cat,

She lays out her son-in-law flat.

Her manner's tyrannic,

Her nerve is titanic,

And you never know where she is at."

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

(I sent this yesterday when you posted the make me blush thing, but the thing didn't tell me whether or not it sent. But your last reblog about asks made me paranoid, so here's my second attempt at making you blush) I wanted to write you a sonnet,// And, at first, I was totally on it.// But the verse didn't play,//And I don't know what to say,//So here's a limerick, doggone it.

Oh my God! This is amazing! I’m not quite blushing, but I’m definitely laughing. XD

I didn’t get this the first time around, so thank you for sending it to me!  For real guys, I didn’t realize how much of a problem it was.  Go ahead and resend me stuff.  Tumblr has been eating all of my asks lately.

Anonymously Make Me Blush

[in-my-thinking]

Meaning of Life. (Limerick challenge)

I asked mother the meaning of life? She said my boy I have no idea But find someone to share Same someone who cares The rest you can just play by ear

[g8res]

Hair Dammit

My goddamn hair is a mess and to tell you the truth, I'll confess that the rag on my head Was not a product of bed, or even a cost of my stress.

I think I combed it wrong. I was trying for something more long but one side is stuck coiled, not very well oiled, and belongs in an 80's punk song.

I tried hard to play it off like when eye contact turns into a cough. I smiled with a twitch but came out like a bitch who's trying too hard not to scoff.  

These days I just tie it all back. I'm too lazy to fix up the slack. It is still an issue but I'd like to see you dress hair that looks like it's on crack