I have to tell you (I was just informed myself, as was my source, the good people at the OEDILF) of the International Limericks Competition. (And it is indeed “the” Limerick competition, based in Limerick, Ireland, as it is.)
Free to enter, up to three entries, must be original and in proper limerick form, with a cash prize of 1000 euros (if you are able to attend the final competition–that’s the bad news).
Deadline for entries is 30 July, so get busy!
Is this the inaugural?
Rhyming with names like “Gorrell”
Laugable sentence:
“Poetic License” –
I’ve no need for doggerel.
Your limerick post dazzled my eyes
But how quickly a pipe dream just dies.
The rules for me nixed it.
No way I can fix it
To be there to pick up my prize.
When I read them I squint and I blink
And I choke and I gag for I think
Each dumb lim-er-ick
Is what’s making me sick
The fact is your limericks stink
Poor Ron! I am sorry for you!
Why not splutter and laugh like I do?
And slick limerick form
Will one day be the norm
For religion and politics too.