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    Limerick Contest

    1st Annual agriville St.Patties Day Limerick Contest

    Rules
    -standard limericks,first 2 lines rhyme,next 2
    rhyme,last line rhymes with first (aabba)
    -enter as many as you want
    -you have to write them yourself
    -you can't vote for yourself
    -extra points for hacking on fellow members
    -extra points for stating how much you have drank
    before you wrote the poem
    -extra points for poems about fat chicks
    -extra points for vulgarness
    -i'll go first

    i am so sick of snow
    its really starting to blow
    i think i'm going mental
    like being at the dental
    a bird talked to me it was a crow

    #2
    And if this thread takes off like i think its going to,we
    could have a haiku contest on april 29 which of
    course is japans showa holiday marking hiroshitos
    birthday.....pssssstcant wait.

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      #3
      Cottons Limerick sucked
      so bad I said ****
      I can do betters
      'cause I'm a man of letters
      And my ego is the size of a truck

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        #4
        Lol, 3 out of 10
        Oh my mind is going stir crazy,
        Dealing with stupid people who are lazy
        When o when can I get back to my adrenaline highs
        swearing and cursing lookin towards the sky's
        The whole time wondering when I'll push my last
        dazy

        No beer yet today,so no points for that unless u
        count midnight till 2. And being hung over.

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          #5
          Well c'mon folks, it should be in keeping with the occasion!

          After too many beers and banter
          He reeled for home at a canter
          In the field lost his hat
          Tried on many’a pat
          ‘Til he found the right Tam o’Shanter.

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            #6
            A fun-loving bloke named Paddy
            Was an oh-so congenial laddy
            E’d wash down his spuds
            with those frothy green suds
            Then go speeding off in his Caddie.

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              #7
              With no melt in sight.
              And a wind chill to bite.
              Yes it is almost auction sale season
              And no I am not teasing
              An early sale may be a fright..

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                #8
                Here is a short ode
                To our friendly neighborhood troll
                He's the one that never fails
                To type a F*ck, or a Heil
                So stuck in his ways, it's forum gold

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                  #9
                  Cott, you started it so here's a jug of green beer to
                  you.

                  There is a blogger named Cotten
                  Whose financial advice is well sought in
                  His thoughts are quite risky
                  They pour from the whiskey
                  And will all be soon forgotten!

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                    #10
                    'Cause a fool taught 'em all how to read
                    Tho hitched I now fetch my own mead
                    She once had those sweet curves aplenty
                    But cause no fetching she's now a size 20
                    And it's myself for the pleasures I need.

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                      #11
                      I hear there is a Frac crew in town
                      tonight

                      They'll probably drink green beer and
                      fight

                      More entertaining than UFC

                      Tougher than GSP

                      It's a pity Parsley will miss the sight

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                        #12
                        There once was a website named agriville.
                        That I read every morning for a thrill
                        It had a farmer named sf3
                        That thought his neighbours land should be free
                        It's too bad hiss land will be to wet for min till

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                          #13
                          Some farmers, to fight off the bore,
                          Tried their hand writing Irish lore
                          It turned out so bad
                          They all went home sad
                          And in far worse shape than before . . .

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                            #14
                            Just came on! All poets!! <3 Why, boys, I am
                            duly impressed. lol. And a new guy on and
                            writing limericks. ha . Welcome.

                            Wasn't that a great match last night, Cole? GSP
                            had the decibels up in the Mtrl arena. lol

                            Okay I'll jangle off a few limericks for you,
                            considering it is St Paddy's Day and the Irish are
                            grateful that the Vilkngs spared the most of them.
                            Pars

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                              #15
                              There once was a farmer from Wink
                              Who spent the winter in the rink
                              To Agristability the neighbours applied
                              Some of them he said they lied
                              To pad their fat pocket books!

                              That's it, Pars your turn.

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