I seem to be a day late and a dollar short a lot lately. I had meant to have this post up for yesterday so we could join in the nation wide celebration of Dr. Seuss's silliness, but I was too busy making mischief as "thing 2" at our public library.
Better late than never?
I think my proudest, smuggest, educational moment was when I wrote my final exam in the capstone course of my college education --all in limerick. I congratulated myself on my cheekiness for the next two days until I ran into the teacher walking down the sidewalk with a friend. She turned to her friend and said "this is that student I was telling you about." My smug self-satisfaction evaporated like the thin film of perspiration that was forming on my brow, and the rest of the week was panted out in tense anticipation of my final grade.
Need I even mention I passed the class with flying colors? And these many years later, I remember non of the rhymes, but the lesson that sometimes a little silliness is just what the "Dr." ordered!
Your mission (should you choose to accept it) is to write a limerick or other nonsense poem. It can be about anything you choose; as limericks tend to have a reputation for naughtiness: please keep it family friendly. I will have to post my own poem in the comments section as, once again, I am running late.