I've spent too much time inside this winter.  After a beer or three, some friends and I try our hand at writing limericks.  Here's one I came up with:

BRANG
From his foodpack a paddler pulled Tang
"I can’t drink that!"  his mate loudly complained
Then out came the brandy
The night turned Jim-dandy
As they enjoyed the new drink called Brang


Many of you have probably heard this one before: (I don't know the author)

THE PELICAN
A wonderful bird is the pelican,
His bill will hold more than his belican.
He can take in his beak
Food enough for a week,
But I'm damned if I see how the helican.

SO, if any of you are so moved, share a limerick or two!

prouboy

Prouboy,

Limericks are tame compared to "Bushwhacker Balladeering" and "Voyageur Rap."  They were quite the thing during days of yore on QJ!  You should do an archive search & check them out....

Jimbo   

zski -- very nice!  Now I've got to think (and drink another beer).

Jimbo -- I struggled, as in my opinion, any "real" limerick is a bit "bawdy," but I'm not sure about how the moderators would feel about that, so I stayed tame.  I'll check out the archives. 

prouboy

prouboy -

Doggone it, now you got me started!
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Canoe-campers will seldom drink beer
Too much weight with the rest of their gear
While booze may not last
It takes us quite fast
To the place we are trying to steer.

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Hopefully that gets this limerick-infection out of my system.  Mine won't get any better (unless, of course, you've been sipping a LOT of beer).

Jimbo   

When it comes to whisky, Pascanell is a lush.
When MT's stringer is held up?  nothin' much.
Pink flamingoes, I aint got
db's got a nice . . . pot?   
And PJ's jug, you better not touch.   

My goodness that was fun.   

Our hammocks will keep out mosquitoes
If we zip from our heads to our wee toes
But if we chew on some bannock
As we sleep in our hammocks
We turn into big bear burritos.


Jimbo   

Pesky is the dreaded canoe fly
So we swat and we swear and we cry.
With their six-inch teeth
They deliver unbelievable grief
From big welts we might wilt and can die.

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Hmmmm... going downhill fast.  Better stop now (if I can).

Jimbo   

It's been a loooooong winter.

I wrote this on the last trip before I retired.

He paddled to Kawnipi for fun
His day job was soon to be done

Big wind and huge fish
Shaped his next wish

A career in canoe country begun.


prouboy

I come to QJ for some fun
Cold beer is way better than rum

What Prouboy depicted
Got Jimbo addicted

Now look what our Prouboy has done.

Sometimes I feel conflicted
Others just say I'm addicted

But when challenge is laid
Jimbo's seldom afraid

Yet results mostly show he's afflicted.

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Prouboy, you've aroused an ancient evil!

Jimbo   

arkansasman wrote on Mar 1^st, 2014 at 3:40pm:



Howdy, stranger!  These confounded limericks might actually be worth something if they've gotten YOU to come out of the weeds!

Jimbo   

Yeah the winter has not lost it's grip here either!  Rain outside is freezing and temps are supposed to get down to 15 here tonight.  We're in the middle of another winter storm!  Hopefully the last of the year! 

I'll do my best to hang around some more.  Last 3 years have been something for sure.  Can't wait for my trip north this summer... I need it!

Good to talk to you guys!

Bruce

A strong stout eager family man
Said to his family, "I am sure we can"
The portages were tough,
The fish was rough
But in the end they all want to come again.


A rookie takes his family on vacation
they drive way across the great nation
some paddling they do
and some grumbling too
and they eat all of the dehydrated rations

to the far north they all cried!
Best we stay on the american side
to horse lake they went
and were totally spent
I told them to get some more exercise!

the bugs they were really quite frightening
and one day we were struck by that lightening
No harm did it do
though it scared out the pooh
and once home my daughter said, "I'm through!"


A few I whipped up! 
Want some background?  I took my sister, brother in law, and 4 teenagers out.  Only my sister and I had been to the BWCA, and that was over 20 years prior.  It was quite the adventure!  and yes, I did get a little zap from some lightning.  I was touching the metal gunale of the canoe (on shore) and some of it came thru that.  Yowzers!  But, going back again this summer!  this time, only one of the teenagers!

How does 'limericks' fall into 'important topics'?
As trivial as it is...
It is what it is...
Might as well paddle in the tropics.

There once was a man in a Bell
Who thought canoeing was swell

He paddled and portaged
Of days there was no shortage

Through wind and rain and feelings of pain
All of which he considered gain

He travelled by day and travelled by night
Thinking it all a delight

Little by little he became old
And consequently, less bold

Now he sits in his chair, his thoughts laid bare
As he is transported back and is without a care

(Hey, I thought limericks were supposed to be funny? Oh well, its what came out)

Bravo!!!


Jimbo   

thanks...happy that my peculiar sense of humor can provide entertainment to someone...it gets kinda lonely feeling when I'm the only one laughing