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St. Patrick's Day is the perfect time to tell some liberal limericks!---------- The lefties think that they're progressive A name change thats really obessive Liberalism ain't right Socialism shines a light That the devil would find more impressive Joe Biden has said "see you later" To anything resembling good behavior It's a big effing deal That he outsmarts a wheel But he's not smarter than a 5th grader Pelosi used to be the House Speaker With eyes that bug out like tweeker Her sense of disgrace Is as loose as her face When her botox is watered down weaker...

Here at TalkingSides.com we're taking a break from the rough and tumble world of American politics to remember one of the more genteel arts. So without further ado, we offer these snippets of lyrical verse: There was an old lady named Nancy Who rose to a job very fancy But she pushed left too hard And now we regard Her future in DC as chancy

It's bothering me that I can only get the first lines down. Help me out!

See for example this thread first. A fourth round pick for Randy Moss? If he doesn't work out, no great loss I'm a believer in the wide receiver ...but then again, I'm not his boss.

PALO ALTO, Calif.--Those who were born in Year One of the Russian Revolution are now entering their 10th decade. Of the intellectual class that got its vintage laid down in 1917, a class which includes Eric Hobsbawm, Conor Cruise O'Brien and precious few others, the pre-eminent Anglo-American veteran must be Robert Conquest. He must also be the one who takes the greatest satisfaction in having outlived the Soviet "experiment." Over the years, I have very often knocked respectfully at the door of his modest apartment ("book-lined" would be the other standard word for it) on the outskirts of Stanford University,...

My Dragon Fly and Me If I could be a Dragon Fly and wing my way through the sky I would never be shy just me and my Dragon Fly! By moonlight we ride the wind chase the comets tail for fun by day we would hide from the sun our fragile wings would come undone On darkest nights we would use fireflies as our guide we would dip and we would glide through the heavens open wide and scatter diamonds in the night sky my Dragon Fly and me... And we would wing past our lovers silent in...

Serving the best military in the world,welcome to the Coffee Klatch~ ~Wanna write a limerick? Welcome to the Coffee Klatch, the cyber coffee bar at your local Canteen. We always offer Service with a smile, pro-american reading material and witty conversations. If you love the troops, our veterans and our allies, you are with family here..so jump right in and perhaps before you go you will be writing a limerick! So gather round the fire and read along with us some quaint little poems from the Book of Nonsense: *** A limerick is a form of poetry that contains...

To lighten up our week (I've been up to my neck in deadly serious stuff !),I propose a thread devoted to original limericks. Nothing obscene,mind you,but you have to make them up on the spot.A little "juvenile" humor - such as the following - is okay. Should there be a prize? Maybe an autographed full-length photo of The Hero of Chappaquiddick in a bathing suit? (Well,okay: maybe not !) Without further ado, I present: GRANNY FRANNIE Frannie the flatulent granny Once filled every nook,niche,and cranny Of her church with such vapors It made all the papers. "Where's everyone gone?",cried old...

Let's see how creative we can be in skewering or praising the latest events and the people involved in Limericks. Here's my starting effort: The acts of a frog named Chirac, Suspiciously favored Iraq. To explain his actions quite funny, Just follow the money. You'll find you're on the right track! I know you can do better.

Folks, conservatism appears to be alive and well even here in NYC and although it has to be in the minority, the following poster could have just clinched the convention hosting for us: This photograph was taken in a subway station in the morning last weekend...later in the day, it was GONE!

Folks, conservatism appears to be alive and well even here in NYC and although it has to be in the minority, the following poster could have just clinched the convention hosting for us: This photograph was taken in a subway station in the morning over the weekend...later in the day, it was GONE!