Friday, June 14, 2013

Limericks


Sometimes even the LCWR can provide artistic inspiration:


There once was a sister named Sue,
Who didn't know what to do.
She took off her habit,
And married the abbot,
And said it was Vatican II.

And Sue, while teaching in pride,
To our children this nun would confide:
"It's only a meal,

And no big deal;
Develop the Goddess inside."

But soon Sue yearned to be free,
And so she went on a spree,
Now the abbot's her ex,
And she likes same-sex,
Approved, she says, by Vatican III.

And likewise Pray Tell:


There once was a liturgist named Ray,
Who would always forget to pray.
He took out the rail,
And one day will wail,
When Latin comes back to stay.

Cardinal Kasper:


There once was a Lutheran named Claude,
Who loved his heresy, so flawed.
He would not repent,
And to hell he was sent,
Because he refused to listen to God.

The author encourages his readers to contribute their own limericks on the thread. Share the love. Pass it forward.

24 comments:

  1. Great! I love limericks - especially ones that poke fun at heretics!

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  2. Jay Boyd, Hope you'll come back around with one. You can be
    good at it.

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  3. Tancred, I am the internet dummy who comes around here. Instead of asking you what it means
    I looked it up. I don't roll on the floor as I am a female and a mother. I think it would be unbecoming. But I'm pretty good at laughing. And
    I get some chances here. It's great.

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  4. Someone posted this anonymously about a two weeks ago at The Eye Witness (on this thread- http://theeye-witness.blogspot.de/2013/05/americas-vital-interests-defined.html )
    It's not a limerick but I think it's in the spirit of the post and I found it quite funny.

    Oh, my name is Irving Kristol
    And my son his name is Bill
    In my youth I followed Trotsky
    But in truth I follow him still

    But to say you are a Bolshevik
    Would fill the world with dread
    So please don't call me a commie
    Call me a neocon instead

    Yes, we are the neoconservatives
    We rule the world says I
    And that dumb goy we call Georgie Boy
    Doesn't understand how or why

    Oh we beat the wogs in Afghanistan
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon

    To Keep the goyim pacified
    While watching their TV
    We let them watch dumb Irishmen
    Like Comes and Hannity

    Bill O'Reilly and Chris Matthews
    They will lick our boots and sigh
    But to run the New World Order
    No dumb Irish need apply

    David Frum can excommunicate
    Paleocons from National Review
    For to be a neoconservative
    Is to be one of a chosen few

    Oh, we're marching into Syria
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon

    Comrade Trotsky and Podhoretz
    Both believe in perpetual war,
    And ever since Norman won World War III
    He's calling this World War IV


    David Brooks and Comrade Trotsky
    Both believe in one world class
    And if you don't want to be bourgeoisie
    You can kiss David's middle-class ass

    Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson
    Support us on TV
    While waiting to be raptured
    Into pre-eternity

    Oh, we're marching into Syria
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon

    Hammurabi's tablets got busted
    During the looting in Iraq
    But we're marching into Syria
    Behind George Bush's back

    They've got weapons of mass destruction
    They got 'em from Saddam Hussein
    they've to weapons of mass destruction
    Let's all say it once again

    They've got weapons of mass destruction
    Oh, believe me, please believe
    If you want to know just where they are
    They're hidden in Tel Aviv

    Oh, we're marching into Syria
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon.
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  5. An anonymous commenter at The Eye Witness posted this about two weeks ago on this thread.( http://theeye-witness.blogspot.com/2013/05/americas-vital-interests-defined.html )

    It's not a limerick but I found it to be quite funny and I hope you find it keeping in the spirit of this thread.

    Oh, my name is Irving Kristol
    And my son his name is Bill
    In my youth I followed Trotsky
    But in truth I follow him still

    But to say you are a Bolshevik
    Would fill the world with dread
    So please don't call me a commie
    Call me a neocon instead

    Yes, we are the neoconservatives
    We rule the world says I
    And that dumb goy we call Georgie Boy
    Doesn't understand how or why

    Oh we beat the wogs in Afghanistan
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon

    To Keep the goyim pacified
    While watching their TV
    We let them watch dumb Irishmen
    Like Comes and Hannity

    Bill O'Reilly and Chris Matthews
    They will lick our boots and sigh
    But to run the New World Order
    No dumb Irish need apply

    David Frum can excommunicate
    Paleocons from National Review
    For to be a neoconservative
    Is to be one of a chosen few

    Oh, we're marching into Syria
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon

    Comrade Trotsky and Podhoretz
    Both believe in perpetual war,
    And ever since Norman won World War III
    He's calling this World War IV


    David Brooks and Comrade Trotsky
    Both believe in one world class
    And if you don't want to be bourgeoisie
    You can kiss David's middle-class ass

    Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson
    Support us on TV
    While waiting to be raptured
    Into pre-eternity

    Oh, we're marching into Syria
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon

    Hammurabi's tablets got busted
    During the looting in Iraq
    But we're marching into Syria
    Behind George Bush's back

    They've got weapons of mass destruction
    They got 'em from Saddam Hussein
    they've to weapons of mass destruction
    Let's all say it once again

    They've got weapons of mass destruction
    Oh, believe me, please believe
    If you want to know just where they are
    They're hidden in Tel Aviv

    Oh, we're marching into Syria
    The fun has just begun
    Comrade Trotsky would be proud to be
    Known as a neocon.
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  6. Anon 14 June 3:06 PM, I too read this. I like it. And now
    sure enough we're sending weapons to the Syrian rebels
    whoever thy are. I'll never vote again. The is no lesser evil. The neo-Cons are evil.

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  7. If you're in to things that are newish
    You're probably Vatican 2-ish
    It's no place for Trads
    A fetish for fads
    Is a sure sign you're probably Jewish

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    1. Mr. Griffin, your limerick is wrong. Orthodox and hassidic Jews would have nothing to do with a contemporary liturgy in any religion.

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    2. Check. A good one, Christopher Griffin.

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  8. Mt. Hanlon, You are brilliant. But as all brilliant
    people, you don't know everything. You are right that these Jews are ritualistic. But it is true that
    what rituals are based on is as important or in fact
    more important than the rituals. You do not seem to know much about what their rituals are based on. This
    is forgivable but they should not be continually defended by anyone, most particularly Catholics.

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  9. There once were some nuns on a bus
    Who drove around causing a fuss
    None were spring chickens
    I think some were wiccans
    Dear Lord please help all of us

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    1. If Mr. Hanlon puts me on the committee, you are among the finalists.

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  10. There was an archbishop named Han*
    The Latin Mass he did try to ban
    He thought it was spectacular
    To use the vernacular
    And wound up reassigned to Iran

    *Annibale Bugnini, in English the name Annibale translates to Hannibal

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  11. First Draft:
    There is a man called A-hab
    People call him an A-rab
    Some of his brothers are wicked it's clear
    those do we fear
    But the other Semites good or wicked hold dear.

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    1. You're right but it's tricky as I don't want to get arrested and I didn't finish kindergarten. Second Draft:
      There is a man they call A-hab.
      People say A-habs an A-rab.
      Some of his brothers are wicked and it's they
      we must fear.
      But the other Semites we must always hold dear.

      There, give up, I...

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  12. There's a high-prophile place they call Soho
    It's teeming with what is called Homos
    Tourists do come to join in the fun and tell everyone
    that they even have their own special Mass. .
    Pope Benedict said This is a Sin of a kind that indeed does cry out to Heaven.
    He said Who's in charge around there? Tell him I nearly despair and this vulgar affair it must stop!
    Cardinal Bertone said it's Nichols and indeed he did phone him at once.
    Said that Red Hat you almost had on your head looks more
    instead like the hat of a dunce.
    So Archbishop Nichols although sometimes fickle
    moved quickly to clean up this mess.
    He moved the Mass round the corner to the Street of the
    Farmer and said Now that's much better I guess.














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    1. Please notice that limericks are poems with an AABBA rhyme scheme. To force some of you to observe the rules, do I need to threaten with my ruler?

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    2. above that should read, they have their own 'Masses'.
      Sorry, Moderator. Bye.

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  13. Mr. Hanlon, please not the ruler. It was my computer's fault
    It wouldn't let me read what I'd written. IT JUST KEPT GOING
    up and down and sideways. I know you won't make me stay after. And now this just look at this. Please don't suspend
    me.

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