Pa... What's a Limerick?

We were runnin' around the house, unpluggin' all the appliances since there were big, black clouds rollin' our way (and you know what THAT means!), and everybody was all a-twitter (not that new kind, either) when Junior stopped us all dead as doorknobs in our tracks with "Pa... What's a limerick?"


Well, as soon we got finished washing his mouth out with the bar of Palmolive and sent him to unplug the milk barn heater, we looked up the word.


Turns out, according the well-known highest authority Wikipedia, a limerick is this:

a kind of a witty, humorous, or nonsense poem,[1] especially one in five-line anapestic or amphibrachic meter with a strict rhyme scheme (aabba), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent. 

See? We knew there was something nasty about what Junior'd said.


But then we got to thinkin'... this limerick-writing could be fun. And we don't have to utter a word to Junior about it.


We asked around and bet y'all might like to take a swipe at it, too. So here ya go: a limerick contest about -- what else -- swanky Rosanky.


Read up on the dirty details and send us those tawdry thoughts about the Most Beautiful Place For Snakes & Cows In the Universe (or at least The Republic of Texas). If you don't mind, please email 'em to swanky.rosanky@gmail.com -- that way we can read 'em in the privacy of our own boudoir. Late at night when Junior's in bed.


If we like your limerick enough, we'll let you and a friend hang out with us on June 25th in exchange for nothing more than your sweet smile.


We ain't lyin'. We might be up for a bit of naughty business, but we're honest as elephants to the bitter end.

That's just about the time we like to do stuff like read limericks.