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The Super Duper LIMERICK COMP With PRIZES!!!

Started by Bad City Blue, 10 November, 2014, 03:55:59 PM

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Mark Taylor

Quote from: judgerufian on 11 November, 2014, 02:45:59 PMtheres no dog called Mek-Quake!  ;)

There once was droid known as Mek-Quake,
Whose pleasure and joy was to unmake.
"Big jobs!" he'd proclaim,
As he'd rupture and maim,
Both robots and humans in his wake.

Mark Taylor

The comic, 2000 AD,
Is the greatest in the galaxy.
All mortals shall cower,
Awed by it's thrill-power,
For that's how Tharg meant it to be.

JohnMcF

Sláine Mac Roth in a corner was stuck,
By some warriors trying their luck,
So he had a warp spasm,
Which caused an orgasm,
And covered them all in his muck.

The Legendary Shark

I'm in love with an eclectic lady,
Who's clever and sexy and shady,
She's not run-of-the-mill,
She knows just how to thrill,
My own darling 2000AD.
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Adrian Bamforth

#19
There was a forum limerick challenge some years ago. The Shakara limerick was excellent.

If its any inspiration, my entries included:

A mysterious figure called Cadman
Was a terribly terribly bad man
He was hung until dead
With a bag on his head
But lived on in the dream of a madman

On Termite the atmosphere's grave
And a trip there is just for the brave
If you meet Torquemada
And his holy armada
Be pure - be vigilant - behave!

Beeks

The eventful life of a fish
Was spared from a restaurant dish
By benevolent Cal
Who became his best pal
Piscine Deputy Chief by his wish

Dredd sent an assassin named Slocum
To not boil baste or fry but just smoke em
Judge Fish ended up dead
Cal recruited a Klegg
The law nearly died it was spoken








"We keep on being told that religion, whatever its imperfections, at least instills morality. On every side, there is conclusive evidence that the contrary is the case and that faith causes people to be more mean, more selfish, and perhaps above all, more stupid." ― Christopher Hitchens

Eamonn Clarke

Here's another competition where I might get into trouble with the rules.

A Prayer from Limerick

Give us this day our Daily Star Dredd
A canvas on which great wonders are spread
With writing by John
And art by our Ron
It's a book that demands to be read.

The star girls have come and then gone
To marriage, or acting or pron
Our attention they'd catch
But Dredd was more than a match
Even though they had so little on

Each story a self contained gem
So that we never tire of them
In ten panels or less
They contain such greatness
That they really should be in a museum

Give us this day our daily Dredd
So that our long starved appetite my be fed
The missing strips have been found
Let the trumpet call sound
For this book which demands to be read.


Goosegash

There was a young Russian called Nik
Whose wits were especially quick.
But the Romanov son
Was second to none
When it came to defending his...honour.

NapalmKev

There once was a Soldier named Rogue,
Who, suddenly, wasn't 'In Vogue!
Re-booted too Fuck, but still out of Luck,
It's a shame cause the character's Gold!

Cheers
"Where once you fought to stop the trap from closing...Now you lay the bait!"

Bad City Blue

An odourous mudball named Quinch
Thought dating girls would be a cinch,
But with a stink like no other,
He soon would discover,
they suffered from death at first clinch
Writer of SENTINEL, the best little indie out there

Skullmo

There once was a Strontium Dog
Whose visage resembled a frog.
He was a great bloke,
But sadly did croak,
And never appeared in the Prog.
It's a joke. I was joking.

Echidna

There's a tradition or an old charter or something which says 50% of limericks have to be about a man from Nantucket. So...

There was an old Judge from Nantucket
Whose helmet was shaped like a bucket
When the going got tough
He'd just pull it off
And under his arm he would tuck it.

Mardroid

There was an old man called Dredd
Who long ago should of been dead
If the perps had been quick
Or a tad less thick
He'd be napping in dirt for a bed.

Spaceghost

There was a young Barp called Ace Garp,
Who hailed from the planet of Parp,
For abundance of brain,
He had never known fame,
But boy, was his pointy head sharp!
Raised in the wild by sarcastic wolves.

Previously known as L*e B*tes. Sshhh, going undercover...

ZenArcade

Harry 20 languished on a rock high above the Earth
A place of anguish far, far from the sound of mirth
Where wily Warden Worldwise ruled cruely supreme
and Big Red One beat upon men till they gibbered, writhed and screamed
But Harry made off in a jury rigged craft and returned to the place of his birth.

Z

Ed is dead, baby Ed is...Ed is dead