Here’s a silly poem I came up with. Disclaimer: It is NOT to be taken seriously. I was inspired by a Limerick poem which is meant to be silly and weird. Often times they make little to no sense at all. My Limerick poem is actually quite long and do not follow the general rules.
There once were Tuesday and Wednesday who were twins
But one of the twins fell down exploding on her shin
And then expired into time.
So, Lisa Wednesday darling decided to go out for an adventure
She did not know that she will become paralyzed by a kayaking accident
Her days are now spend sorrowfully brooding
Until a witch from Wentworth came enrooting
Towards her front door of the little blue cottage
The witch gave Lisa Wednesday darling an arousing proposal
That the little boy simply couldn’t resist
But boy did he sure missed his sis
And thought about her on the daily commute
Into Winterbruge Street picking dried fruit
Brian Tuesday will sure be loved
A symbol of her life; a flying dove
But gladly he’s up with the angels above
Now, the demon name Charlie said Lisa Wednesday could not wait
That she must pack up her belongings and go down to Quake
Which was a small town in Baton Rouge?
All the way down the Ukulele River