Oh, limericks

Let me just say it now: I love a good limerick. Always have. In fact, I'm still pretty good at crafting quality limericks, while the same can not be said for my other poetry writing skills, which peaked when I was in 8th grade. My friend L even lets me guest post awesome presidential history limericks on her blog, here.

Anyway, here's one of a few limericks that filled the pages of my two middle school poem books.

The Misfortune of Frank

There once was a hippo named Frank
He tried to hold up a bank

But so large was his rear

That in the door he'd appear

To be stuck until his size shrank.

Ha ha, hippos are fat. And probably shouldn't try to rob banks. Especially banks with narrow doorways.