There once was a man from Nantucket

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who wore on his head a big bucket the limerick all made he rolled in his grave when the last line came out as
cricket is a hell of a sport. Non-Americans mock their football, but you don't play that for five days and still have a chance of only getting a draw. That's why I took the bat and
turned their best player into a nutless wonder with one large, fateful swing. I was going out, and I was going out with a bang. I feel a little bad about it now, in retrospect. His
children would have been beautiful if he weren't dating the ugliest girl I have ever seen. We tried to talk him out of it. "Just look at her face!" We'd say. "She looks
better when she's sedated", he'd say. It wasn't long before she passed away like the others, and all the talk of kids was dropped. He packed his
snack, and then went back, to his cadillac, to give his sack a good shalaque to a picture of shaq, that he had in a stack
on a magazine rack. And he received no flak for the yak of his jack. But he was taken aback by an attack from some quack riding a hack (without slack) on a railroad track.
His head went smack and his jaw went slack when he fell from the great whack. There was no going back. The world went black and as the train appeared he had a panic attack.
The light was orange, he reached for the door hinge. He leapt with a poor twinge. His hair was now more fringed. He made it out except for a singe. The Endge

6 Comments

noah Jun 19 2011 @ 22:45

How this started with a limerick, steered away, and ended up returning to a rhyme-fest is incredible.
MoralEnd Jun 20 2011 @ 18:44

I seconded Noah's assessment of incredible.
MoralEnd Jun 20 2011 @ 18:47

actually, part of the credit goes to one Cody Jones who was the bass player in my high school jazz band (I was tenor sax.) He referred to his groin as his "snack" and then one day, instead of practicing our instruments when our director Mel Hotchkiss was sick, we free-style rapped about "packing snacks," etc.. As a result, when presented with a prompt ending in "pack" I reflexively go back to snack raps.
Chaz Jun 21 2011 @ 18:14

I heard somewhere that doorhinge was the only word to rhyme with orange...sort of.
buddyboy4711 Jun 22 2011 @ 13:11

I like that you didn't take "sort of" for an answer.
sundancer Jun 25 2011 @ 22:22

So stinkin' awesome how this whole story turned out!

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