Itching For Another Acrostic Limerick
After my first fun foray into acrostic limericks, I just had to try another:
Itching For Another Acrostic Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane
Bemoaning her red, itchy bites,
Undone by her sleep-deprived nights,
Gabrielle said, “No more!
Going out to the store.
You mosquitoes have earned your last rites.”
(More bug related poems here.)
Update: A case of insect revenge? Right after posting this, I noticed that my left foot was itchy and discovered my first mosquito bite of the season.
Update: August 20 is World Mosquito Day.
Tags: Acrostic Poems, August Holidays, Bug Limerick, Insect and Bug Humor, Insect Bites, Odd Holidays, World Mosquito Day
LOL, love this!!! You are a clever lady! I may have to try one of these sometime…..maybe…
Gosh Mad this is adorable!
’tis the season of blooms and welcome warmth, also poison ivy, mosquitoes, and my personal favorites, yellow jackets. We must take the good with the bad, I suppose. Thank you for adding a bit of humor to the upcoming itches.
Having just moved to Madison, I’ve been warned about summer mosquitoes, so this resonates so well! Madeleine, you are a clever, clever lady. An acrostic is one thing. An acrostic LIMERICK? OK, I’ll try an acrostic haiku tonight… yeah, like that’s gonna happen!
Especially when you read today’s offering:
You Said It
Amy
Now, that’s a tricky write! Cool!
Love the buggy bug bug…
Thanks so much to all of you. These are tricky, but so much fun that it’s worth the mental gymnastics.
An acro limerick !! whoa !!! :D
great acrostic! I haven’t gotten my first skeeter bite yet, but I know it’s coming! They feast on my flesh! Ugh.
This one really speaks to me at the moment. I’m full of bites.
Thanks so much everyone! Tilly, I’m sorry to hear you can relate. :)
I’ve tried a quickie with the format, but not on a political or buggy topic:
Ned had some habits he hid
And no one knew quite what he did
Smiling widely at dinner
The wife felt he was a sinner
Yet, on his secret he kept the lid.
He often dressed up and went away
An hour or two or even a day
Back at home he was content
It hadn’t been an act of ill intent
The urge had hit him and he’d gone to play.
All her wondering left her one year
Only once had she had any fear
Kisses and affection were still hot
And leave him she would not
You know, she found her option quite clear.
The idea hit her like a flash of light
Out the door she went, and into the night
Don’t think it’s not fair
A break from each other to share
Younger partners for a moment’s delight.
Home fires keep right on burning
And calendar pages keep turning
Promiscuity’s the mutual gift
Promises preventing a rift
Yet their love’s ever stronger by learning.
I could go on forever trying to explain each previous set that doesn’t have a strong enough “wrap-up” ending! LOL! I know. My meters need help. I hadda stop somewhere!
Good job with acrostics, Veralynne!