Limericks are poetry, right?
I discovered this in my files back from 2014! It’s a cheap lesson in poetic meter. I’ll let you figure it out.
A forgetful old gasman named Dieter
Went poking around his gas heater.
Touched a leak with his light
And blew out of sight!
And, as everyone who knows anything about poetry can tell you, he also ruined the meter.
And here are two of my favorites:
A limerick writer named Drew
Always ended his poems on line two…
A limerick writer, a Hun,
Feel free to send me your worst in the comments.
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