Holy cats, it's true. We [BlazeVOX] are inaugurating a National Poetry Month email contest
for limericks. We provide the first two lines and you write out the rest and send
to us by email. The top three entries of the month will win a BlazeVOX book from
our extensive catalog of fine books! So get writing and do stop by our shop to
see which title you'll choose when you win! So hurray!
According to Wikipedia, a limerick is a kind of a witty, humorous, or nonsense poem,
especially one in five-line anapestic or amphibrachic meter with a strict rhyme
scheme (AABBA), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent.
Please send your limerick to Clarice Waldman, care of limerick@blazevox.org
Informal rules:
- There is no fee to enter.
- Please send up to three limericks per person, per monthly contest.
- We will not use any of your information to track you, send you unwanted emails
or sell your information for any reason what so ever.
- This is only for fun, so yes, obscene poems are considered just fine.
- Prizes will be sent to 3 people for their winning poems, which will be posted
in our blog.
- Winners will be informed by email and they can pick one [1] BlazeVOX book, which
is currently in production and available in our store. http://www.blazevox.org/index.
- Please send your limerick to Clarice Waldman, care of limerick@blazevox.org
Sincerely,
Geoffrey Gatza
BlazeVOX [books]
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BlazeVOX Limerick Contest
Choose any of these first two lines from these limericks to work on your own limerick:
1 -
To his friend, Ned said, rather blue,
"My wife Jenny just told me we're through,
2 -
A monkey who live in the zoo
Got terribly bored with the view
3 -
A worthy writer, history relates
Was scuffling with some of his mates
4 -
A very rude boy from down the Hall
Wrote these very funny words on a wall
5 -
There once was a poet from Peru
Who had a lot of growing up to do,
6 -
A bather whose clothing was strewed
By winds that left her quite nude
7-
There was an old goat with a beard
Who said, "it's just how I feared!
8 -
There once was a poet from the south;
Who rarely opened her mouth.
9 -
A new farmer's hand named Mull
Accidentally began milking a bull
10 -
Once a young poet of literature
Whose reader completely forsook her.
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