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Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Limerick gimmerick

Current mood: Poetic(ish)
Current music: Ooh, a mystery jazz band is playing outside... How exciting!

I have decided that my special tribute for the winner of the 'Guess the Proverb!' quiz shall take the form of a limerick. I shall now present the prize in an appropriate manner.

...And the winner is... [Drum roll] ...Edsters! [Please applaud here]


A brilliant young man called Edsters
Could solve puzzles while dozing in bedsters.
From erudite verse
To physics, or worse -
He'd work them all out in his headsters.

I did an Ogden Nash there, by making up words in order to form rhymes. I'm not sure many words do rhyme with 'Edsters'. However, I have attempted a Version 2, which does not rhyme quite as well as Version 1, but at least it doesn't use blatantly invented words.


A talented wordsmith named Edsters
Knew every last entry in Webster's.
He's read OED*
Up to Volume Twenty,
And memorised 'aardvark' to 'zesters'.

*The Oxford English Dictionary, the full version of which contains 20 volumes.

Pas mal, n'est-ce pas? Not exactly hilarious, but it is at least interestingly silly. Anyway, Edsters, we are all expecting a speech now, so here's your moment in the limelight! [Yours truly sidles offstage]

2 Comments:

  • At Wednesday, November 23, 2005 7:59:00 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Ahem, I'd just like to thank my dictionary for all its hard work and support over the years, and my thesaurus too, for just being there, even though I couldn't allow either of them to help me in the present competition. I'd also like to thank every English teacher I've ever had - you know who you are - also my family for all their encouragement, and finally my cat, for talking to me in all those difficult moments when words were simply too much. I owe this prize to all of them, just as much as to my own brilliance (ahem).

    I now feel moved to verse myself, so I thought I'd try a limerick of my own:

    There was a lady named Aureala,
    Who wrote lim'ricks as she sat in the parlour,
    She knew how to rhyme,
    Was never lost for a line,
    And there were none in the land could surpass 'er!

    I hope I may be allowed to take some liberties with rhymes, as Aureala isn't much easier to find rhymes for than Edsters. Also I'm not sure if Aureala has a room she'd really refer to as 'the parlour'. Well, I tried.

     
  • At Thursday, November 24, 2005 5:59:00 pm, Blogger Aureala said…

    [Wild applause] Bravo! As brilliant and luminary a speech as e'er I came across. And those Hollywood folks hardly ever bother with poetry, so well done!

     

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