Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Eve of destruction, 12/8/09

Tomorrow I turn 41.
What to do once these limericks are done?
Will my idle hands seek
Out some evil unspeak-
able once this new freedom's begun?

Monday, December 7, 2009

Roy G. Biv, 12/7/09

In the night, the rain comes, the winds blow
Inundating the earth down below
But soon, sun ascends
And slowly it ends
As across the sky spreads the rainbow.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Croupier and croupier, 12/6/09

I mostly don't mind the poop.
Though the vomit's thrown me for a loop.
It's the hoarse, barking cough
That at night throws me off
As I fear the poor kid's caught the croup.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Tardy, 12/5/09

My apologies for being late
With the limericks I'm supposed to create
But please take consolation
In this explanation:
Some of them just aren't worth the wait.

Friday, December 4, 2009

This Limerick Has Been Delayed, 12/4/09

This limerick has been delayed
For almost a week now, today
I ran out of time
So now, here's the rhyme
Which I think mostly came out okay.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

I've seen your true colors, 12/3/09

Irrespective, Nate, of what you think
And despite the bright hue of your drink
There's likely no chance
What you made in your pants
Will ever come out colored pink.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Such a waist, 12/02/09

In a writers' room one does a dance
With the unhealthy snacks that advance
On your willpower, waning
Till you're left explaining
Why you now wear expandable pants.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Are two jobs better than one? 12/1/09

That sick sinking feeling I've got
In my stomach's a Gordian Knot
As I pile on to
The work I've got to do
Which unfortunately's quite a lot.