A limerick’s not hard to write,
One needs no skill at scansion fleet;
Unlike a sonnet, to indite
A limerick’s not hard. To write
One well though’s not a task so light,
And there’s no fun in verse to beat
A limerick’s. Not hard to write,
One needs no skill at scansion fleet.
—Hester Fester-Münsterfenster
It’s not easy composing a triolet,
For indeed it’s much more than a trial—it
Has effects that are frightful,
Yet most efforts will rightful-
ly end up just tossed in the toilet.
—Pumptilian Perniquity
I don’t mean to sound like a snob
But your toilet rhyme’s a bad job
For a real triolet
Comme les français diraient
Can never be rhymed with a bog.
—Col. O. Nihilist
The OED’s note for the triolet
Would rhyme it with “steal it” or “style it,”
But more recent Yank works
With pretentious French quirks
Would revoke Oxford’s word and revile it.
—Pumptilian Perniquity
A peaceful Scottish scholar
Preferred not to shout or to holler
He would argue all day
In a good-humoured way
While waiting for his monthly dollar.
—Col. O. Nihilist
A limerick, weighed ounce for ounce,
Is a verse form with plenty of pounce.
A triolet, though,
While impressive for show,
Has a name that no-one can pronounce.
—Pete Bleackley
