It’s national poetry day in the UK and the English Speaking Community of Alsace are running a Limerick competition (with an Alsatian angle) to mark the ocassion.
I thought I’d shar my entries with you:
There was a young chap, rather posh,
Who was asked if he’d like to play squash,
at la terrasse des halles,
with Sarkozy and pals,
just provided he first had a wash.
There was a young girl from Rosheim,
who was arrested for committing a crime,
for in this location,
so very Alsatian,
you can’t walk and chew gum at the same time. (er… not true)
There was a wee lad from Colmar,
who like to play blues on his guitar,
But passers-by wouldn’t throw money,
rather – jarrets de porc, choucroute and honey,
which is why he now lives in Myanmar.
There was a young chap from Alsace,
who had an embarrassing problem with gas,
he blamed all the cheese,
and plums from the trees,
and even Choucroute Royal – oh alas.
Nahhh…. It's almost 9 now. 🙂 Work to do!!
In Alsace there's a man with a dog,Who the English would all call a 'frog'But when they hear his Alsatian,All through the nation,They run off to hide in the bog.
corker!
you're up early?
Nahhh…. It's almost 9 now. 🙂 Work to do!! Ho hum
I've already managed to insult Matt Rudd this morning…. 🙂 Good start! http://www.mattrudd.co.uk/
There was a young English man called HowardIt wouldn’t be fair, and I don’t have the heart To finish the rhymingAs it ought to be chimingLet’s just say he bakes a great tart
There was a young English man called HowardIt wouldn’t be fair, and I don’t have the heart To finish the rhymingAs it ought to be chimingLet’s just say he bakes a great tart
There was a young English man called HowardIt wouldn’t be fair, and I don’t have the heart To finish the rhymingAs it ought to be chimingLet’s just say he bakes a great tart
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Hey there,
I’ve just sent on one of your limericks to a girl I know in Rosheim…Thanks for making me smile!
🙂 Robynx
Just don't get it!