A lady whose name was McCord
Once over this limerick pored
To find the evil design
Hidden in the last line
But alas, she could not see the
~author unknown (a limerick, but not an acrostic)
This week, O.V. Michaelsen got me thinking about limericks that are also acrostics when he sent me this:
by O.V. Michaelsen
Avoiding the void is a must,
But stillness attracts too much dust.
Your home isn’t ANYwhere.
Some will find MANY there,
Strayed, though a few will adjust.
I hadn't heard of acrostic limericks before, but I couldn't help wanting to give them a try. To get started, you just need to think of five-letter words. Hmm, what should mine be?
Perhaps you need a friendly welcome,
Unbridled joy, a tail never glum?
Please consider this --
Pooches love to kiss!
You'll never lack a belly to rub.
One more, but this time not based on something close to home. I wish I had time to make an illustration of Malcolm the Moody Monster:
Malcolm the monster is irked
Over people who claim he's a jerk --
Oh, there are cars he crushes
Down to silvery mushes...
You could say that it's just a quirk.
Madeleine Begun Kane has written quite a few acrostic limericks. For instance, this musical one:
Oh the sound of this instrument’s glorious,
But playing it’s rather laborious.
Out a thin double reed...
Read the rest here (and more acrostic limericks here).
No Water River has the Poetry Friday round-up today.