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Ambrose Bierce, A Limerick Birthday Ode (Born June 24, 1842)

Ambrose Bierce, A Limerick Birthday Ode
By Madeleine Begun Kane

Who the devil is Ambrose G. Bierce?
An author whose insights were fierce.
Each satirical lap
Keenly cut through the crap
With panache, as our foibles he’d pierce.

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2 Responses to “Ambrose Bierce, A Limerick Birthday Ode (Born June 24, 1842)”

  1. Donald Ray Edrington says:
    June 24, 2014 at 6:12 pm

    At the risk of tooting my horn,
    I’m certainly glad I was born.
    A life of dysfunction,
    But not self-destruction,
    Never caved to being forlorn.

  2. z. alexi says:
    June 29, 2014 at 12:11 am

    Biercephile.com/, this guy was the “biggest misanthrope of all times” & compiled “The Devil’s Dictionary” [now online: thedevilsdictionary.com/].
    “Pierced foibles” taste the best.