C Richard Miles

On Being Told That There Is No Rhyme For The Word “limerick” - Poem by C Richard Miles

After I heard Harry’s limerick,
I found that my mind set to simmer. “Rick, ”
I said to myself,
“One might write it itself, ”
But I answered, “You’re chances are slimmer, Rick! ”

So I can’t find a good rhyme for Limerick.
Told myself, “ You are just a beginner, Rick
And though there’s no reason
You can’t write something decent,
I fancy your chances get grimmer, Rick! ”

He said that it might rhyme with turmeric
But I thought, “You’re not that fast a learner, Rick:
Ditch your thoughts wasting time
Finding suitable rhyme;
Let your plans, man, stand on the back burner, Rick.”

But the cogwheels had started to turn a bit
As I guessed I had started to learn a bit
And I might find a line
That rhymes Limerick fine
And might win me a prize, so I earn a bit.

But I thought, “Though there was just a glimmer, Rick.
You will think till you’re needing a zimmer, Rick,
Since the muse isn’t kind,
I am sure you’ll will find
Not a word that will rhyme fine with Limerick.”

Comments about On Being Told That There Is No Rhyme For The Word “limerick” by C Richard Miles

  • Amanda Laurent (10/27/2012 11:16:00 PM)

    So clever! ! ! This one is a winner, Rick! ;) (Report) Reply

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  • Dreamin Big (3/26/2012 2:17:00 PM)

    :) this poem made me giggle (Report) Reply

  • (6/25/2009 9:21:00 AM)

    oh god, how frolicsome. It's brilliant. grin...can just imagine you hunched, walking, writing, working while thinking on this one notion like a dog with a bone. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 23, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, June 1, 2009

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