The Conference (2-Verse Limerick)

“Tell me, what is this meeting about?”
Yelled the parent, unfazed by the clout
Of the teacher he faced.
“Time’s a-wasting. Make haste!
I must go and attend to my gout.”

Said the teacher, “Your son loves to flout
All our rules and will likely flunk out.
He’s ignoring his studies,
Too busy with buddies,
Preparing for life as a lout.”

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2 Responses to “The Conference (2-Verse Limerick)”

  1. The Portly Bard says:

    Victim Dictum

    Said the lad to them both you bear out,
    to be fair, I’m the heir without doubt
    of a bigoted tyrant
    and a Marxist reliant
    on the volume alone of their shout.

  2. madkane says:

    LOL! And thanks for your fun limerick rejoinder!