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The jury was thusly sequestered,
"GUILTY!" "NOT GUILTY!" they bickered,
The evidence was weighed,
Decisions were made,
Then Lardy's verdict was summarily delivered.

Next:
"All rise for the Judge" was heard,

"All rise for the Judge" was heard,
Lardy -- dear Lardy -- inferred
"The bailiff must mean
I should be crude and obscene."
I'm sure you can guess what occurred.

Next:
With unparalleled jurisprudence

With unparalleled jurisprudence the judge,
who seemed to be holding a grudge,
Cried "60 days in jail!
No, I will not grant bail!"
And on that, he would not budge.

Next: In jail Lardy dropped the soap

In jail Lardy dropped the soap
And, non-sequitorially, I hope
Quis is happy this thread
has been bumped from the dead
Or I'll end up looking like a dope.

Next: Actually, thread bumping's fun,

Actually, thread bumping's fun,
It's better than beating a nun
But instead
this thread's dead
Limericks are over and done.

Limericks are over and done?
Why, this thread was barely begun.
So I'll take your lead
And plant the next seed
To grow it back to a thread that is fun.

Next: Thank God that Levitz is back...

Thank God that Levitz is back
and the Legion's not done by a hack
But who will be Leader
As deemed by The Reader
May make Mr. Levitz say "Frack!"

Next: You know what the Legion needs now

You know what the Legion needs now
Is for male Legionnaires to allow
More view of their skin,
Wearing costumes so thin.
Gravity Kid can show them all how.

Next: If Cos brought back his bustier

If Cos brought back his bustier
Rocky would surely grow lustier
but when all's said and done
despite all his fun
Rokk's 70s look could not grow more mustier

Next:
If Luornu had two-timed poor Chuck

If Luornu had two-timed poor Chuck
That would be the end of his luck.
He'd mope and he'd pout,
His bounce would give out,
So if he starts falling, just duck!

Next:
Let's write a story about Lash

There once was a lad named Lash
he was not a fan of the $#%^
the word is offensive,
he gets a bit apprehensive,
and at Rickshaw he will bash.

next: Future King

Future King
did something
naughty
bawdy
a real fling.


Next:

It was the usual St. Patrick's Day

It was the usual St. Patrick's Day
All the drunks came out to play
But the PoPo's surprise
Bugged out their eyes
when the beer was all iced green tea.

Next:
When Quis was imprisioned

When Quislet was imprisioned
He was treated him with derision
So with some tape
And a lot of crepe
He achieved cell division


Blind Poet,

The way this thread works is the first poster provides the first line of the limerick. The next poster finishes it off and then provides the first line for the next poster.

Next line:

To Legion World came a poet blind

The day when the world turned brown
It seemed to be very profound
But it's Ulu Vakk
having come back
It's fun when Color Kid comes around

Next:

A daring young lass from Titan

On a planet in outer space,
I really don't know the place,
There is a young poet,
And don't you know it,
He's covered in outer space lace.

Next:
There once was a fellow named Rocky.

There once was a fellow named Rocky
Who started learning to play hockey
He had some luck
Shooting the puck
But his teammates said "Don't get cocky!"


A pretty kitty named Belinda

A pretty kitty named Belinda
Went to party dressed as Glinda.
She won the first prize,
Which, to her surprise,
Was a vacation in Yorba Linda.

Next:
I really hate being sick.

Out of Order!

There once were two old men of Throon
Each considered the other a loon
They defeated the Legion
With machines in their region
But were beat by a Sub from Kathoon

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The Time Trapper's a creature of mystery
Who constantly meddles with history
But when he shows his face
Its an awful disgrace
Because its all pimply and blistery

It is time again to start this thread

It is time again to start this thread
For a very long time we thought it dead...

Sonnet & Limerick
by Morris Bishop

The sonnet with her Mona Lisa smile
Broods on the world with other-worldly stare.
Priestess of melancholy, darkly fair,
Serene above our fury, guilt, and guile,
She, in her deeps, has learned to reconcile
Life's contradictions. Really, I declare,
I'd gladly trust a sonnet anywhere,
That pure, seraphic sedentary. While

The limerick is furtive and mean;
You must keep her in close quarantine,
...Or she sneaks to the slums
...And promptly becomes
Disorderly, drunk, and obscene.