There was an old mariner of yore,
whose trip started out as a bore,
then the silly old fuck
shot the bird of good luck
and he barely made it back to shore.

There once was a girl who got moany
just because she wanted a pony
but her `rents shook their heads
and the girl’s life force ebbed
and now her parents are aloney.

There once was a guy at the door,
and a confused exchange, and what’s more,
the exactlywatt
had a chain through his gut
and I never could figure what for.

There once was a fridge, and a bear,
and some butter, some paws, and some hair
and soda, and rice,
and noodles, and ice,
and a kid due for more than a scare.

Sorry, I was inspired by Bad Gods’s Famous Poems rewritten as limericks.