Maybe I'll shovel some snow
Or a-marketing I might go
I've a lunch date at one,
Which oughta be fun,
So I'm off, with a Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
Will someone else please start the next,
Will someone else please start the next
I've tried, but I'm getting perplexed
I've got a first line
Will someone else please start the next?
I've tried, but I'm getting perplexed.
I've got a first line
And it's really fine
But I can't seem to complete the text.
So how are my limerickin' mates,
Within or outside of the States?
Will someone else please start the next
I've tried, but I'm getting perplexed
I've got a first line
But not enough time
With impatience I'm impossibly vexed.
There once was a goil from da Bronx,
So how are my limerickin' mates,
Within or outside of the States?
Hope your brains are in gear
Then you've nothing to fear
So how are my limerickin' mates,
Within or outside of the States?
Hope your brains are in gear
Then you've nothing to fear
From those awfully fickle fates.
There once was a goil from da Bronx
Who visited all the honky-tonks
There once was a goil from da Bronx
Who visited all the honky-tonks
She looked and revised
All the undotted I's
And edited out all the dumb wonks.
(Thinking of Roberta)
When will it be summer again?
When will it be summer again?
When the blue bird returns to the plain
Here we shiver and sneeze
Where's that first balmy breeze?
When will it be summer again?
When the blue bird returns to the plain
Here we shiver and sneeze
Where's that first balmy breeze?
I hope we're not waiting in vain.
Only 50 more days to Spring.
My heart, it wants to sing
(sorry if I dont meet your standards)
Only 50 more days to Spring.
My heart, it wants to sing.
And I must take a shower
fed up of this lawn mower
I've the body still cringing.
Can someone tell me a tale
Can someone tell me a tale
That's not too trite or too stale?
Can someone tell me a tale
That's not too trite or too stale?
That speaks of a quest
Can someone tell me a tale
cos I'm feeling pathetic and pale
and sneezy and wheezy
Don't worry Francis, your English is better than our French....
Can someone please tell me a tale
Of a fisherman caught in a gale
<nobody liked my second line??>
this rap site's gay!
**** you all n have a nice day!
Blocked never ending rap battle
Cause someone swore n grassed like a tittle tattle!
editors: please unblock the page!
i'm steamed uo blowin off ma gauge!
I'm in a rage
U shuld b locked up in a cage!
Fu*k it thats all i got to tell you
Because 1 more day your life wont worth to live thru
< I've heard RAP defined as Retards Attempting Poetry. We now have proof ...
>
Can someone tell me a tale
That's not too trite or too stale?
That's been purged of slop
Like rap and hip-hop
Out of lips, not below the horse tail?
++++++++++++++++++++
Can someone please tell me a tale
Of a fisherman caught in a gale?
Can someone please tell me a tale
Of a fisherman caught in a gale?
Speak of storm's fury
Can someone tell me a tale
Of a fisherman caught in a gale?
Speak of storm's fury
Controversial flurry
These limericks cause a big gale.
Will politics spoil each thread?
