Вдруг вспомнил, что в студенческие годы писал лимерики для факультетской стенгазеты. Вот несколько, которые вспомнились.
There was an old teacher of Spain
Who boldly jumped from a plane
Two minutes he flew
Throughout the blue
He will never teach children again
Once in winter a man rode a bicycle
And his nose hung down like an icicle
Greatly was I surprised
When I just realised
That this nose indeed was an icicle
A nice woman called round to my place
And pretended to have lost her necklace
I suggested we'd kiss
And the beautiful miss
Got much more than her cheapest necklace
There was an old teacher of Spain
Who boldly jumped from a plane
Two minutes he flew
Throughout the blue
He will never teach children again
Once in winter a man rode a bicycle
And his nose hung down like an icicle
Greatly was I surprised
When I just realised
That this nose indeed was an icicle
A nice woman called round to my place
And pretended to have lost her necklace
I suggested we'd kiss
And the beautiful miss
Got much more than her cheapest necklace