To vote for your favorite limerick, leave a comment (or reply to this post) and we'll tally up the responses. The deadline to choose is midnight (PT) on Monday, January 25, 2010. Please only vote for ONE limerick/ entrant after reading all five choices. So, without further adieu, here are the nominees:
You’re a knitter and that’s undeniable.
Your devotion to the art is reliable.
When your dreams through the night
Are of handspun delights,
To some it may seem certifiable.
- Carol Y.
The bane of the knitter’s enjoyment
Was lost-cable-needle annoyment.
So, She fashioned a sheath
That attached to her teeth,
And held it for ready deployment!
- Anna-Lisa K.
At ninety McGee took up knitting.
He knit day and night without quitting.
“I am cabling fast
To make up for the past.
And if I had teeth, they’d be gritting!”
- Carol L.
There once was a brown sheep named Mary,
Who had lovely fleece but was quite scary.
When getting a shave,
She never behaved
And therefore remained quiet hairy.
- Karen F.
EThank you for your input. And, to everyone else who entered, thank you so much for participating!
She thought that merino's divine:
He couldn't tell cashmere from twine.
Their romance expired,
When she finally tired
Of casting her purls before swine.
- Kim F.