“There was once an old but clever donkey, who never liked the sting of any bee, Nor for all the Slung mud,… — Priyavrat Thareja Copy Share Image
Most women loathe limericks, for the same reason that calves hate cookbooks. — Gershon Legman Copy Share Image
“The naive ambition when unexpressed, is like a confession regressed, as of a Failure in 'Failure Thwarting' awaiting success to come out… — Priyavrat Thareja Copy Share Image
If Jonah had gone to Yale...Instead of the gut of a whale...He'd have a diploma...A better aroma...And a nice little condo in… — MJ McGuire Copy Share Image
“Although life is hard in pace Lose not thy calm and grace. If thee are not tender Vow not to surrender Eternity… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
A dozen more questions occurred to me. Not to mention twenty-two possible solutions to each one, sixteen resulting hypotheses and counter-theorems, eight… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
Since this war began our sympathy has gone out to all the suffering people who have been dragged into it. Further hundreds… — Eamon de Valera Copy Share Image
“The coveted Concept of Deemed, Is certainly not easy as it ever seemed Because it is all mandatory to Accept, No Exceptions… — Priyavrat Thareja Copy Share Image
“Blessed be, it's finally Spring. In joy and delight the birds sing, Ravished upon the entire earth, The new rebirth, Helas, the… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
I think the first time I really heard poetry was in the schoolyard. Just the little limericks that kids say when they're… — Jill Scott Copy Share Image
Buddy Hackett [was] talking - this is Hackett, not me - about the Virgin Mary, a limerick sort of thing, and all… — Bill Murray Copy Share Image
Mia Maz glanced aside in concern at his muffled snort. "Are you all right?" "Yes. Sorry," he whispered. "I'm just having an… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“Go walk barefoot on the grass Really flow, just let it pass... And dance in the wind, So do it in your… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
“Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge. Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat. Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“God knows, but that boy is so lazy, if there was work in the bed, he'd sleep on the floor...” — Faith Hogan Copy Share Image
“The Final Word by Stewart Stafford On the wall of a prominent jacks, Came anonymous, scurrilous attacks, Innuendo and defamatory jibes, Scrawled… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“Seven Ages: first puking and mewling Then very pissed-off with your schooling Then fucks, and then fights Next judging chaps' rights Then… — Robert Conquest Copy Share Image
Ireland is not at all a simple place, and in many ways it is spare and sad. It has no wealth, no… — Shana Alexander Copy Share Image
“There was a young girl named Ratchet. She had skill and no one could match it. She wanted to be More stylish… — Nancy J. Cavanaugh Copy Share Image
In the early nineties, I was a cub reporter on a city newspaper in Limerick, and assigned to the courthouse there. One… — Kevin Barry Copy Share Image
“Silent our body is a sacred temple, A place to connect with other people. Can't we just stay any younger? Really, we… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
“There are no good tights, Rare they are, a rare sight. You roll and roll Inside a new hole, They´re only good… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
Pat Fox out to the forty(yard line) and grabs the sliothar(ball), I bought a dog from his father last week. Fox turns… — Micheal O Muircheartaigh Copy Share Image
H. L Mencken's Dictionary of the American Language supplies a long list of slang terms for being drunk, but the Irish are… — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
At one o’clock, the ever-logical Right-Eye Grand Steward woke up to discover that during his sleep his left-eyed counterpart had executed three… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image