You do sound confused, alright. You can’t reply to Ron from this though,because he didn’t post any of these forum entries - I did all of them. If you want to respond to Ron, you can follow the link back to the original photo he commented on.
Oh, fine. We’ve unleashed a minstrel monster. In response to our ride to Oro Valley, with the suggestion that I might stage a one hour time trial, we received this:
The aging cyclist and his imaginary time trial / It's the age-old story of a man going senile / And now that you've cited him / You've only ignited him / To add this limerick most vile.
Gregory Garceau
From a ride in Ferrara:
That looks like the first line of a song about 2020.
Off the walls, out of town
This shit show has me down
With the wind I ride away
Through the dark November day.
Jen Grumby
What an inspired composition, Greg. I think you must have the most feverishly creative mind I know of. And thanks for the upthumb!
'Kay now, the Irish in me sez, "Jaysus, Mary an' Joseph, will ye not put a Cork in the Limericks?" OTOH, the Irish in me is also a lover of word play and sez, "Bravo!"
Well done, all ;)
Put a Cork in the Limericks? So are we to allow bad puns in here too?
It's an illness, yer honner, I've struggled with it for years, but it won't go away. In mitigation, I plea that I try to make them bilingual if I can.
From one of our rides In Varaždin:
On a day when I feel sad and bored
I decorate the wall with some gourd
They’re whimsical and pretty
Bringing smiles to my city
And joy to the nearby fjord!
Jen Grumby
From our ride on Sasabe Road:
A lone horse stood still at the gate
And asked me if I like to skate
I got out my board
From where it was stored
In the pannier next to the bait.
Jen Grumby
4 years ago