Phillip, the guy in the white shirt is Mike, the author-as-character. I don’t think he got fired. Also he’s always there to react to these little poems. One is about Anthony Fauci getting fired. (I’m hesitant to call them Limericks because they aren’t naughty, a little hill I’m willing to die on.)
I feel like Dvandom’s right even though it doesn’t exactly make sense.
Limericks don’t have to be “naughty,” but they do have to fit a certain scansion. Mike Lester’s often have lines of random length and pattern. Their only qualification is the AABBA rhyme scheme, which he usually (not always) adheres to.
Lots of them are “clean”. A favorite of mine:
A gentleman dining at Crewe
Found quite a large mouse in his stew
Said the waiter. Don’t shout
And wave it about
Or the rest will be wanting one too.
The limerick packs laughs anatomical
Into space that is quite economical.
But the good ones I’ve seen
So seldom are clean,
And the clean ones so seldom are comical.
There once was a man from Japan
Whose limericks never would scan
Try as he might
All through the night
He could never get the last line to fit in with all the others.
Narmitaj, I quite enjoy limericks that somehow go wrong, but are funny despite that, or because of that.
I recall a variant on the one you give here, which is even more awry on the scansion, but at least matches the rhyme. The first four lines are as Narmitaj gives them, then the last line is:
Because he always tries to squeeze as many words into the last line as he possibly CAN
The baby dentist was an actual baby.
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The guy in the white shirt was fired because he recommended the “baby dentist”.
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Phillip, the guy in the white shirt is Mike, the author-as-character. I don’t think he got fired. Also he’s always there to react to these little poems. One is about Anthony Fauci getting fired. (I’m hesitant to call them Limericks because they aren’t naughty, a little hill I’m willing to die on.)
I feel like Dvandom’s right even though it doesn’t exactly make sense.
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It took me way too long to realize the dialog was in verse.
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Limericks don’t have to be “naughty,” but they do have to fit a certain scansion. Mike Lester’s often have lines of random length and pattern. Their only qualification is the AABBA rhyme scheme, which he usually (not always) adheres to.
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Lots of them are “clean”. A favorite of mine:
A gentleman dining at Crewe
Found quite a large mouse in his stew
Said the waiter. Don’t shout
And wave it about
Or the rest will be wanting one too.
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The reciter said “bald,” looked at the very bald guy in front of him, and improvised.
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As Roger Gordon (or someone) said,
The limerick packs laughs anatomical
Into space that is quite economical.
But the good ones I’ve seen
So seldom are clean,
And the clean ones so seldom are comical.
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There once was a man from Japan
Whose limericks never would scan
Try as he might
All through the night
He could never get the last line to fit in with all the others.
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Narmitaj, I quite enjoy limericks that somehow go wrong, but are funny despite that, or because of that.
I recall a variant on the one you give here, which is even more awry on the scansion, but at least matches the rhyme. The first four lines are as Narmitaj gives them, then the last line is:
Because he always tries to squeeze as many words into the last line as he possibly CAN
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