Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.2 9/18/84; site frog.UUCP Path: utzoo!linus!decvax!genrad!mit-eddie!cybvax0!frog!wjr From: wjr@frog.UUCP (STella Calvert) Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Halley's Limericks Message-ID: <620@frog.UUCP> Date: Thu, 6-Feb-86 16:41:23 EST Article-I.D.: frog.620 Posted: Thu Feb 6 16:41:23 1986 Date-Received: Thu, 13-Feb-86 17:29:19 EST Reply-To: wjr@frog.UUCP (STella Calvert) Distribution: net Organization: The Church of the Holy Starship Lines: 84 Subject: A thing hard to rhyme is a comet A thing hard to rhyme is a comet It has not a nozzle or grommet I tried half the night To get these things right Though I won't win a damn thingy fromit. -------------- Brief non-joke inclusion.... >Do not put entries on the network. The last time I responded to a posting with this line in it, I ended up, later on, buying a jigsaw puzzle that contained my answer to the chicken riddle. If someone wants to use my words without pay, let them tell me, and give me a credit line or at least a thankyou. The list of chicken answers never was posted to the net, I believe. End of non-joke material. -------------- A writer who's dared to rhyme comet Will hassle herself into vomit- ting even though she was warned, openly, That the second line's last word would dommit. -------- Second non-joke inclusion: > Winner will be announced >before the comet is seen again. Prizes are genuine Comet Diaboodles designed >by the master heraldist, HIMSELF. Happy astrorhyming! Sigh! If anyone wins anything, pass the word on the net. And if I've insulted the original poster, I hope SHe'll let me know. (I'll send them at least one more limerick, by way of peace-offering.) Loosely coupled to the following limerick: ------------ When Halley discovered his comet, He cried to his lady "Goddomit!" I'll be cold and green Before it's re-seen And I won't get a plugged nickel from it. (I assume death is a bodily function?) Poor Halley did not see his comet Return as it should in its plommet From far out in space To pass o'er the face Of the stars like the fart of Mohamet. A star full of grace is a comet As crossing the skies with aplomb it Impresses us all, But its possible fall Made dinosaurs wish they could bomb it. Well, I hope you can better these, since limericks aren't my strong form. And to the folks who flamed about the original posting, A flame is a lot like a comet, A challenge! I really must glom it. You don't like em then Just bash on your "n" And don't get hysterical from it. STella Calvert Every man and every woman is a star. Guest on: ...!decvax!frog!wjr Life: Baltimore!AnnArbor!Smyrna! !SantaCruz!Berkeley!AnnArbor!Taxachusetts Future: ... (!L5!TheBelt!InterstellarSpace)