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Robin treated his men down at the inn
To sexy wenches, food, mead and some gin
All got drunk on the mead
Then got high on the weed
Friar Tuck said “it’s not right it’s a sin.”
Robin’s outlaws were enjoying the night
And with the sheriffs men started a fight
The men ran for their lives
There was lots of high fives
The peasants cheered at this comical sight.
Written 31st January 2019
For limerick 3 contest
Sponsored by Joseph May.
A young fellow in our neighborhood
ran around claiming, “I’m Robin Hood.
When we rob from the rich,
our positions we’ll switch.”
Well, of course, he was up to no good.
Some delinquents soon followed his lead.
They were merry men. Merry indeed!
After each nightly raid,
in the camp they had made,
they’d get high on their exploits and weed!
Jan. 30, 2019 for Joseph May's Limerick 3 Poetry Contest
Robin Hood and merry men took great delights
In protection of the peasants and their rights
But what really gave them pleasure
And which emphasised their measure
Was cavorting through the forest wearing tights
31 January 2019
funny, hilarious, humor, humorous,
Batman and Robin were done!
Out cold, on a road, via stun-gun!
- ‘long came a truck
- both of them struck
Now it’s just: “Flatman” and “Ribbon”
Did what he could.
He provided for the poor and needy,
By stealing from the rich and greedy.
For Andrea's Clerihew contest
Dorian Petersen Potter
confusion, film, funny, humor, humorous, irony, violence,
Batman and Robin hit the Joker
But their blow was only a croaker
The Joker hit back
But instead hit Jack
Who said "I'm glad, the Joker's an smoker!
Dorian Petersen Potter
With scarlet breasts
and charcoal backs
they came today
like jumping jacks
and brought our lawn alive.
They passed on by
the seed in place
plus water bath
to pace their chase
in groups of four or five.
I watch one hop
through still-green grass
on every pass
to bob head for his food.
That oil-well bob
to pull with beak
the hapless worm
into his cheek
is uncommonly rude.
Limerick : Once a Roundsman signed a round robin
Once a Roundsman signed a round robin
To keep his men from a certain inn
Men called to tell his wife :
At inn he danced to fife
So the wife played high fife with the men*.
• Pronounced as in England : « min ».
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
hero, history, humor, humorous, identity, men,
If you are robin, you are good.
If even you are Hood.
allusion, desire, funny,
Let's look at this tale of Robin Hood,
He was far away, being way too good,
Rob the rich, give to the poor,
Maid Marian left open her door,
She was feeling way too generous,
Got it on with little John, no fuss,
Far away was Robin Hood,
Really, he was much too good,
Then in came Friar Tuck,
In with Maid Marian he snuck,
Then they both got it on,
With hyperactive Little John,
Yes, Maid Marian was benevolent,
They, indeed, knew what that meant,
Thus, this twisted tale of Robin Hood,
John, Tuck, and no Robin Hood the good!
children, fun, funny,
There is a robin and a worm
Who became best of friends
They seem to have so much fun
And they hope it never ends
Robin always laughed at worm
Cause, he wiggles when they play
It's almost as if my friend worm
Is trying to get away
Robin said, it's starting to rain
And I don't want you to drown
I promise I will keep you dry
By lifting you off the ground
Robin then picked up worm
And swallowed him that day
He ate three or four more worms
And then he flew away
There's a moral to this story
That I bet you haven't heard
It's, if you are a worm
Never trust a bird
He sits there tweeting merrily
Happy to be alive
Had ate all the seeds he needs
Probably too heavy to fly
So he sits, looking over the view
At what flowers are left to peruse
Cos jack frost has been about
And they have all got the wilting blues.
He fluffs out his chest
Cos someone points the lens
He wants to look his best
When they take a pic of him
He huffs and he puffs
So much so
He fell off his perch
Into the snow
A picture was taken
He wasn't looking his best
Rather bedraggled in a heap
With a flower across his chest.
one of Chicago’s native civilians.
Became the best comedian in the late seventies,
poor man died from depression’s disease.
Known for his “hyper-comedy”,
Hook, Patch Adams and Jumanji-
can be serious,
like Dead Poet’s Society.
Forever loved, a man nobody hated,
a new world of comedy he created!
I bet he’s above full of love and laughter;
embracing an “Awakening” in the everafter.
September 22, 2019
Clerimerick Couplets (Hybrid Form) Poetry Contest
NOT FOR CONTEST
There was an outlaw the bold Robin Hood
He lived deep in the forest of Sherwood
He thought it was funny
To steal gold and money
But he did it for the Poor’s greater good.
The evil sheriff of Nottingham said
“On a pole I want this rogue outlaw’s head”
So they searched high and low
He was closer than you know
Fast asleep with maid Marion in bed
Written 31st January 2019
Daire Willow Kia
beautiful, funny love, tribute,
A special moment that moves the heart,
a special person a special part,
a special smile to make you laugh,
so many special voices, such a gas,
the deepest deepest sadness, the greatest loss,
a kindness, ancient peace,
a better place, a timeless place,
such great love remains,
and all the lives that touched,
like leaves in the rain,
tears of joy and love,
flowing together, rivers of life,
greatly greatly missed,
Yet, forever in the heart.
the forest floor
into the woods
to find real Robin Hoods
with their bows in hand
and alms for the poor
by their yea saying merry band
the light comes true
between the rows of trees
only to expose
their padded knees
in the very very back
with coin in a sack
stand the three Mouseketeers
with a man being tortured on a rack
screaming one for all and all for one
while the merry band plays
loved Disney chants
and the Robin Hoods
zip up their pants
Little robin red breast
Perched upon a branch
Saw a wiggly worm
Doing a belly dance
She chirped away, to warn her prey
And flew towards the ground
Instead of eating up her feast
She joined in with some sound
She chirped him happy Christmas
And kissed him with her beak
Then flew away, this snowy day
She sure is something sweet
© Copyright 24th December 2010 K.C.Leake
The common folk loved their hero Robin Hood
Who lived with his band deep in the mysterious wood
He took from the rich and gave to the poor
Needless to say, it made the sheriff pretty darned sore..
James Edward Lee Sr.
adventure, analogy, animal, appreciation, funny,
squirrel and robin
at bottom tree frolicking
the bird on the back
of the squirrel like that
on the squirrel's back like a
man riding his horse.
Imagine that now
such a site is that Robin
on a squirrel's back
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
bird, food, giggle, rainbow,
You marvel at the majestic rainbow
~ I'll swell my belly with worms
funny, people, social,
Robin Hood once took a chance
On teaching his merry men to dance
He taught them to cha cha
The young maidens went gaga
To see the dashing thieves in tight pants
He is now proud of his picture
The one with flower across his chest
Cos it’s the picture of the year
First prize this was the best
So remember just like the robin
The more you huff and puff
The more likely you are to fall
But that’s not enough
Get up, brush yourself down
Shake your feathers dry
You could still be a winner
If you really try.