St. Patty's!

Hi everybody, Jane here. I'm one of those annoying Americans who loves to celebrate St. Patrick's Day by dressing in green, devouring shepherds pie, listening to Irish tunes, and imbibing Guinness. I'm also one of those annoying Americans who identifies with their heritage despite being born and raised in the United States. You can probably guess my heritage by my full name: Jane Marie Fitzsimmons. Most of my family, several generations back, were from Northern Ireland and Scotland. I know it doesn't mean much, but I'm proud of it regardless. Cue the eye rolls :)

Enough rambling about myself. I was hoping to kindle a little St. Patrick's Day spirit here on PnQ by hosting a limerick challenge.

Write me a limerick and I'll choose my favorite and crown you the St. Patrick's Day hero!
Open for 24 hours, or longer if needed.

Limericks, like all poetic forms, have a set of rules that you need to follow. The rules for a limerick are fairly simple:

They are five lines long.
Lines 1, 2, and 5 rhyme with one another.
Lines 3 and 4 rhyme with each other.
They have a distinctive rhythm (which I’ll explain shortly).
They are usually funny.

The rhyme scheme of a limerick is known as AABBA. This is because the last words in lines 1, 2, and 5 rhyme. Those are the As in the rhyme scheme. The Bs are the last words of lines 3 and 4.

Good luck!

There was a young woman in green
Who drank herself into a dream
She swam in the Guinness
Singing, this is the business
Then woke in a bath of whipped cream

There was a young lass lost her way
who drank sangria, not guinness, all day
she thought Dublin was in Spain
when she boarded the plane
now doesn't know if to say slange or ole.

Happy St. Patrick's Day :)

There once was a boy so keen
who dressed in green
to avoid getting pinch
but his friend, the colorblind, didn’t flinch
And now you hear him scream

A boy's hair was cut in his kitchen
When there was suddenly quite a din :
We all heard a gasp,
Mum ran in, hands clasped,
Saying, " Good Lord, I've shorn him!"

^^ true story about my younger brother's disastrous haircut :)
Happy St.Patrick's day!

Once in the town of Galway
a lass was flipped by a lorry
her skirts flew up as she sailed
landed she ranted and railed
the crowds all shouted ole!

I love all of these - how will I ever choose?! I’ll be back this evening to crown a winner. There’s still some time if anyone else wants to throw their hat in the ring.

There once was a lady called Jane,
Who simply couldn't abstain
From touting her roots,
With bells and with flutes
And praise for where she was named.

*and so you should be proud, Jane!

Haha, Ben! I love it.

Guys, I lost track of time and will need to judge this tomorrow. I apologize. Thank you for being patient with me :)

I hope I'm not too late?

Two Janes on a girlie night out
lips painted bright red they did pout
through the streets of Belfast
not a pub did they pass
now the clubs are all closed due to drought.

It wasn't too late, fellow Jane, don't worry!

I genuinely loved all of these limericks and several made me laugh out loud. Thank you guys for humoring me and participating in this wee challenge. I hope you had a jolly St. Patrick's Day.

Without further ado, the winner isssssss...

HELLON! Congratulations, Hellon, I dub thee queen of the day (or week, shall we say?). Slange!

It's an honour to wear such a crown
it goes well with my slippers and nightgown
and, as the telly I watch
with my crisps and my scotch
it's much better than a night on the town.

Thanks, Jane. Nice competition!

Well done, Hellon. Your Limerick skills are 2nd to none! As for the rest of us, maybe next year?

Hellon,

Mister Darcy wants the crown
he might walk towards your town
give a year for him to arrive
as his limerick skills begin to thrive
as for now let’s start the countdown

Congratulations by the way.

Haha, what! More limericks? You guys are awesome.

Folks,

It seems Hellon disappear
will we see her soon or in a year?
will she keep the crown?
Time will tell, stick around
Meanwhile, cheers!