I love limericks! They are my favorite form of poetry (right behind Rilke, that is, of course, who is in a league of his own!). What with all of their humor and frequent innuendos and such, they’re right up my alley!
May I recite two of my favorite limericks for you? The first one is relevant to my field of study (psychology), and was told to me by the Best Housemate of Them All:
A young schizophrenic called Ruther,
When told of the death of his mother,
said: “Well, that’s too bad! But still, I’m not sad –
After all, I still have each other!” Continue reading
A little bit of braggin’:
For Hubby’s birthday a couple of weeks ago, I made this cake.
