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Limerick Chick Contest #2

UPDATE: Entries posted in green at the bottom.


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It’s March. Time for all things green and Irish. And what could be more Irish than wordplay that is also eponymous with a county in Ireland?

Last fall we held the first Limerick Chick Contest. Click on over to read the very clever entries and to get yourself thinking in the limerick rhyme scheme. Here is the winning limerick, courtesy of Kristen at Sticky Bean.

There once was a group of ladies
Who set out to go and make babies
They became Stirrup Queens
Or so it would seem
Until they all wound up with scabies!

Rules:
1. Use the limerick form, as in Hickory Dickory Dock.
2. Mention at least one other blog or blogger, with a link to his/her blog.
3. No entries mentioning Nantucket 😉 — it’s just too low-hanging a fruit!
4. Enter by March 9.
5. The winner will be announced on St Patrick’s Day.
6. Enter as many times as your creativity allows.

Steps:
1. First post your limerick on your own blog (if you have one. No worries if you don’t).
2. Then post your limerick in a comment below, with its permalink back to your blog (if’n you have).
3. Post the Vote Button in your post and on your sidebar, and encourage others to enter and/or vote. I will email you the code when you comment (or deliver it in a comment on your blog, if I can’t easily get your email address. You can contact me at bestlightlori at the gmail place).


There is a prize.
The winner will receive a 50% discount on an adoption profile review. I’m aware that not everyone will find this valuable, but since I am not in a position to donate eggs, provide cheap Repronex, or come to your house and change diapers while you take a bubble bath (Furrow), this is the best I can do. If you win and don’t need it, donate it to someone who does. Make some good karma for yourself.

Go n’eiri an t-adh leat (luck o’ the Irish to you).

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ENTRIES

A. Niobe #1
It’s Bea that she’s asked to go by
And others hasten to comply
But rather than bother
I call her The Blogger
Formerly Known As Bub And Pie.

B. Niobe #2
A blogger whose name is Niobe
Said, “Look, my name sounds like Nairobi
It isn’t ni-OBE
Doesn’t rhyme with microbe
And if you don’t like it, then blow me.”

C. Niobe #3
So, Beck’s blog is chiefly comprised
Of recipes, deftly revised,
And stories that may be
‘Bout Boy, Girl, or Baby
With WORDS that are CAPITALIZED

D. Magpie #1
I’m not one for praying or mass.
I don’t like sea bream or bass.
But I’m given to braying
A favorite saying
The apposite “this too shall pass“.

E. Magpie #2
I know that she likes Coca-cola
and possibly crunchy granola.
But I never can tell
if blogger FreshHell
knows the difference ‘tween shit and shinola.

F. Kymberli #1
There is a deft writer named Niobe
who uses allegory and euphony and hyperbole.
The photography – classic,
the writing – fantastic,
though some might need use of a dictionary.

G. Kymberli #2
There was a Black surro named Kymberli
who played a good joke at delivery.
The nurse with affright
exclaimed, “This baby is White!”
Kym pointed, “He’s for them and not me.”

H. Niobe #4
A blog that I cannot explain
Is Amelies Welt, which contains
Both German and Eng-
Lish, but, the thing is
Amelie’s living in Spain

I. Stirrup Queens
Follistim and Menopur grow them
Lupron and Ganirelix slow them
Count them and measure
Treat each as a treasure
Follicles–can’t see them or hold them

J. Painted Maypole #1
I like to read Slouching Past Forty
Even if that fair blogger’s a shorty
I’ll forgive her that ill
since she has mad skills
I don’t care if she’s only 5’4″, see?

K. Painted Maypole #2
If she didn’t live quite so afar
I would like to meet up at a bar
I bet she’s quite fun
when she’s had more than one
That Jen M. at Get in the Car!

L. Painted Maypole #3
My reader says five hundred two
these posts, it claims, are all new.
Where to begin?
I think I’ll dig in
With the dude who writes at One Plus Two.

M. Painted Maypole #4
The kooky gal at RimaRama
is not truly the Queen of Drama
When she writes comedy
I’ll be slapping my knee!
That blogger is one funny mama!

N. Painted Maypole #5
Some say that she is quite an A-hole
Though it’s hard to believe Painted Maypole
Could ream someone out:
Yell, scream and shout.
I guess lack of sleep takes it’s toll.

O. Slouching Mom #1
About books and shelves she’s quite clever
A good pun she’ll forsake almost never
One spouse puts on plays
The other spends her days
Finding people shelter, hoping it’s forever.

P. Slouching Mom #2
This blogger enjoys words and their histories
She takes photos of life’s little mysteries —
Always a practical sort
Who makes a mean torte
And whose humor is filled with morbidities.

Q. Slouching Mom #3
And this woman’s words are so lush
Her prose so dense and rich I must gush
She’s got a wee boy
Is growing more joy
Don’t tell her she’s beautiful — she’ll blush.

R. Slouching Mom #4
This lady is astoundingly prolific
She knows that I think she’s terrific
She lives where it’s hot
Suffers mishaps quite a lot
This latest catastrophe’s horrific.

S. Painted Maypole #6
Says Julie at Using My Words
Toxic chemicals AREN’T for the birds
Dread Disease is no fun
Listen, candidates who run:
Plan to get this environment cured!

T. Painted Maypole #7
Got causes? Then write some Just Posts.
Mad and Jen
are the lovely co-hosts.

Speak truth in love
Or throw down the glove
Over issues that speak to you most.

U. Painted Maypole #8
There once was a blogger named Painted
Whose image was suddenly tainted
When her Mom found the blog
All her veins it did clog
And onto the hard floor she fainted

V. Painted Maypole #9
I exercise while Seeking Sanity
My search is not purely for vanity
If I fit in this dress
I will have much less stress
Than if I’m as large as a manatee

W. Painted Maypole #10
Oh, how I do love to sing
Bright sunshine true happiness brings
A hug and a kiss
Will always bring bliss
Peanut butter’s Another Good Thing.

X. Ms Planner
There once was a Cowboy from Portland.
Blood, needles and gore, he could not stand.
So imagine his chagrin,
When his knocked up wife said to him:
As I see it, you will be in L&D holding my hand.


We have a winner

We have a Grand Champion Limerick Chick of the Uterus! I mean Universe!

Kristen’s second entry is the people’s choice in the First Limerick Chick Contest. Anyone who can include “scabies” in a poem deserves a prize, don’t you think?

Pop on over to Kristen’s blog to congratulate her.

Kristen‘s winning entry
There once was a group of ladies
Who set out to go and make babies
They became Stirrup Queens
Or so it would seem
Until they all wound up with scabies!

And thanks to all the other Limerick Chicks who sent in their very clever entries. Voting for only one was truly a tough call. You rock!

The Limerick Chick Contest will run again in March, with the winner being announced on St Patrick’s Day.

Limerick Chick Contest

ENTRIES BELOW, in GREEN

In grade school I discovered an art form that instantly captivated me. It was asymmetric but with a pattern. It was clever and sometimes raunchy. Short and within my abilities to comprehend and create.

I loved limericks. I was crushed to later find that there are people who find them among the lowest of art forms, right down there with the graphic design on a box of Count Chocula.

Now:
I’ve been in the blogosphere for a only short time, but I’ve had the pleasure of observing and participating in fun contests and tours, such as Leslie’s Haiku Buckaroo Contest and Stirrup QueensBarren Bitches Book Brigade. Every time I think, “How clever — wonder how these things get started.”

Well, if I start one, then I’ll know.

Announcing the Limerick Chicks Contest. There are 3 rules:

1. Use the limerick form, as in Hickory Dickory Dock.

2. Mention at least one other blog or blogger, with their linky.

3. No entries mentioning Nantucket 😉 — it’s just too low-hanging a fruit!

Steps:
1. First post your limerick on your own blog (if you have one — no worries if you don’t).

2. Then post your limerick in a comment below, with its permalink back to your blog (if’n you have).

3. Feel free to post the emblem on your blog, and please encourage others to enter. (This is the contest’s permalink to cut and paste: https://weebleswobblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/limerick-chick-contest.html)

4. Entries should be received by September 5.

5. Direct your readers to Weebles Wobblog between September 6 and 12 for voting.

6. The winner will be announced in the September 13 post.

7. Email me a way to get in touch with you. (bestlightlori at the gmail place).

8. Enter as many times as your creativity allows.

There is a prize! The winner will receive a 50% discount on an adoption profile review. Now, I’m aware that not everyone will find this valuable, but since I am not in a position to donate eggs, provide cheap Fertinex, or come to your house and change diapers while you take a bubble bath, this is the best I can do. And I’m really good at it (fixing up ailing profiles, not changing diapers). If you win and don’t need it, donate it to someone who does. Make some good karma for yourself.

Let the games begin.

Here’s the code to cut and paste on your own blog. Right click the image and choose copy, the paste in your own post. Sorry this is so complicated — I’m new to HTML.



Entries:

1. Jenn in Holland
You know when I joined Leslie’s game.
My haiku all started out lame.
If it’s all right with you
I may sit this one through
But send players to you all the same!

2. Leslie‘s first entry
There’s a guy some people call Grimm
I often have sex with him
But after some lovin’
A bun’s in the oven
And now the pickins are slim

3. Leslie ‘s second entry
My friend Karly asked, “Why not?
Come write at Wiping Up Snot?
I’m taking a rest
Just do your best
And use all the cuss words you’ve got.”

4. Leslie‘s third entry
There’s a girl I love called Mackey
We’re so alike it’s just wacky
I’d give her my heart
You know, the half necklace part
But when you’re a grown up that’s tacky

5. Lori
The bloggers I’ve read this summer
Have been anything but a bummer
Like Oracle Sun
or Yet? Are We Having Fun
You’ve made me wiser, not dumber.

6. Melissa
This woman draws bloggers together
In the sea of infertility she’s our tether
Planning D.C. dinners and drinks
As well as writing posts that make you think
That Lindsay is certainly clever

7. Kristen‘s first entry
There once was a baby named Snowflake
Who smelled just like angel food cake
She was bright as the sun,
As sweet as Sticky Bun
That she gave her momma a toothache

8. Kristen‘s second entry
There once was a group of ladies
Who set out to go and make babies
They became Stirrup Queens
Or so it would seem
Until they all wound up with scabies!

9. Topcat
There once was a chick named Topcat
Who wished that she got really fat
Not from pies chips and gravy
But big-bellied with baby
She wants one RIGHT NOW and that’s that!

10. Kami’s first entry
Tales from my Dusty Ovaries
She won’t be visiting wineries
It’s the two week wait
Approaching the big date
Wishing her cute little babies

11. Kami’s second entry
Infertile bloggers are we
We’ll spread ’em for any RE
We just want a baby
A boy or a lady
Or UPON AWAKENING, live childfree

12. Lub‘s first entry
Why can I not have a baby?
I keep asking God to save me.
He answers in ways,
To calm me from this craze,
Of infertility between me and Davy.

13. Lub‘s second entry
Symptoms are always a bust
Sore boobies and high temps a must
We all hope we’re pregnant
Try not to get hell bent
WTF oops I just cussed.