When my verse writes itself, I am grateful.
Out of nowhere it flows, feeling fateful;
No struggles with rhyme,
No battles with time.
Now if only it came by the crateful!
Tags: Inspiration Humor, Inspiration Limerick, Muse Humor, Muse Limerick, Writing Limerick
Mad Kane (Madeleine Begun Kane) is a writer, musician, and "recovering lawyer." She won the Robert Benchley Society Award For Humor and enjoys writing limericks, song parodies, and current events haiku.
You can email her at madkane@madkane.com, visit her political humor blog, or stop by her home page.
Read Between the Lines
When your verse writes itself, I’d beware.
You’re about to abandon your chair
not to gal or to guy
but to cyber AI
that will gratefully kiss you good-bye!