A Miss-Misunderstanding
I hope you’ll join me in writing a limerick with this as a first line:
There once was a woman named Ann…
Here’s mine:
A Miss-Misunderstanding
By Madeleine Begun Kane
There once was a woman named Ann,
Who people assumed was a man.
When she walked in the ladies,
They yelled out, “No matees!”
And that’s when the shit hit the fan.
Please feel free to write your own limerick using the same first line and post it in my comments. And if you’re on Facebook, I hope you’ll join my friends in that same activity in my Limerick-Offs.
Tags: Bathroom Humor, Feminist Humor, Poetry Prompt, Writing Prompts
There once was a woman named Ann
Who desperately ached for a man
Once she took him to bed,
the romance was dead…
He was DONE… before she began!
There once was a woman named Ann
Hotstuff with a paint roller and pan
When the house was all done,
She realized she won,
He was still parking the van.
There once was a woman named Ann
Who married a medicine man
When parts of her hurt
Said her wedded expert,
“To your diet you must add more bran.”
OR
There once was a woman named Ann
A spirited Octogenarian
At an earlier age
She danced on the stage
And was known for a lascivious can-can.
OR
There once was a woman named Ann
Who swooned when she yelled, “Yes, We Can!”
When the polls came in higher
She yelled, “He is my Messiah…
…and I am his #1 fan!”
There once was a woman named Ann
Who claimed to be bipartisan,
When elephants escaped,
She was supergirl caped,
Believe dung and asses? no one can.
There once was a woman named Ann
Who swallowed a box of some bran
To help start a movement
For bowel improvement.
It worked. So please turn on the fan.
There once was a woman named Ann
Whose life, it was said, had no plan
So she enrolled in a course
In economics, perforce
Then she got a good job on the Bourse!
There once was a woman named Ann
Who lived all her life in Milan
But then a man beckoned
And thus (who’d have reckoned?)
She found herself mushing in Ketchikan!
Thanks very much for these, and please keep them coming. And, if you’re on FB, feel free to post them on my FB Limerick-Off post as well.
There once was a woman named Ann
Who dated a woman named Pam,
Until Pam’s sex change
Made everything strange
Now Pam feels like a new man!
There once as a woman named Ann
Who said to herself “yes I can.”
She decided to vote
And Obama she wrote
Now she sees her hopes in the trash can.
There once was a woman named Ayn
Whose last name just happened to be Rand
While Atlas shrugged
She got out her drugs
And said the “Free” market’s my favorite scam!
There once was a woman named Ann
Who never could capture a man
She had one last fling
And found just the thing
Wrapped she her lips on his organ
I wrote this without reading the others first. Interesting to see how it follows a common thread.
There once was a woman named Ann
Who knew when she saw it, a scam
Knew that GOP flyer
Was really a liar
So she threw it into the trash can
There once was a woman named Ann
With a wild write-a-limerick plan.
It’s starting to teeter
For most screw up the meter,
Force the rhyme or ain’t funny, by damn!
Thanks for the fun limericks. Looking forward to more.
Great fun here!
Always thought slamming Ann Coulter for being TV was so cruel to TV’s. And so many evil women out there–Elisabet Bathory, Ayn Rand, Ilsa Koch, Michelle Malkin; why not just acknowledge that girls can be quite evil:
There once was a woman named named Ann
Who some libs were sure was a man.
But such slight Adam’s apple
t’aint proof; with that don’t grapple
to show evil cranks can’t be femme.
Thanks, Sally. I agree about the women. By the way, it sounds like you should be reading my Political Madness blog. :)
Okay one more:
There once was a woman named Ann
Spent her summer acheiving a tan
When winter winds wailed
she became very pale
But next summer she did it again.
There once was a woman named Ann
Whose shirttail got caught in a fan.
It shredded her top,
Someone called a cop,
And they took her away in the van.
There once was a woman named Ann
With a visage more colter than lamb.
Though tooth-pickingly sized,
She wrote huge big fat lies
And told all of the lib’rals, “Pound sand.”
Thanks for all your limericks. I’m enjoying them very much.
And for those of you who wrote limericks about Ann Coulter, you might enjoy visiting my Political Madness Blog. Hope to see you there too.
My entry in this sub-category is a bit late, but…
There once was awoman named Ann
Whose vitriol gained her some fans
On the right-winger “news”
While protected, she spews,… See More
By the same Bill of Rights that she pans.
There once was a soldier named Ann
who was sent off to fight in the ‘Stans
First Afghani-, then Pak-,
Tadjik-, Uzbek-, Kazakh-,
All in flames, per imperial plans
Here’s mine:
POKER FACE – PLAIN DEALING
There once was a woman named Ann
Whose output deserved to be banned
She just worships Mammon
She should package Salmon
In a warehouse outside Ketchikan
There once was a woman named Ann
Who ate all her meals from a can.
Thanks to Chef Boy-ar-dee
And their ravioli,
Every evening went by the same plan.
Thanks so much everyone! I’m posted a new Limerick-Off limerick prompt in the next hour or so. Hope to see you there!