There once was an old man of Esser, Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser, It at last grew so small He knew nothing at all, And now he's a college professor.
There once was a lady, Ilene, Who lived on distilled kerosene, But she started absorbin' A new hydrocarbon and since then she'd never benzene
There once was a young man of Trinity Who found y^e root infinity. But y^e digits Gave him infinite fidgits, So he dropped math and took up divinity.
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There was a young lady one fall Who wore a newspaper dress to a ball. The dress caught fire And burned her entire Front page, sporting section and all.
A mouse in her room woke Miss Doud Who was frightened and screamed very loud Then a happy thought hit her To scare off the critter She sat up in bed and just meowed
Lordy, Please Don't Ye Smite 'em 'Cause I Smiles When I Sight 'em I Laugh At The Gimerick When I Reads A Limerick I Only Cuss Because I Knows I Cain't Write 'em |