Limericised Classics by Edwin Meade Robinson
A little something funny to go with my whiny previous post…
Limericised Classics
By Edwin Meade Robinson
I – HOW HOMER SHOULD HAVE WRITTEN THE ILIAD
There was a young man named Achilles
Whose wrongs always gave him the willies;
So he sulked in his tent
Like a half-witted gent—
Say, wasn’t them heroes the sillies?
II – SHAKESPEARE MIGHT HAVE BOILED OTHELLO
There once way a guy named Othello,
A dark, disagreeable fellow;
After croaking his wife
Then he took his own life—
That bird wasn’t black, he was yellow!
III – THE RUBAIYAT
“A jug and a book and a dame,
And a nice shady nook for the same,”
Said Omar Khayyám,
”And I don’t give a darn
What you say, it’s a great little game!”
IV – “TO LUCASTA, ON GOING TO THE WARS”
“Lucasta,” said Terence O’Connor,
“I’m drafted – I guess I’m a goner!
I know it will grieve you
To death, when I leave you—
But gosh! how I’m stuck on my honor!”
V – SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY
I dropped my wad
Cornering cotton. Then
I died.
Now, I guess I’m forgotten.
Well, that swell
Epitaph that I’ve got
Makes me laugh.
When I lived
I was certainly rotten!
