Cinema-bound: Artemeis Fowl by Eoin Colfer
If you know an Irish pre-teen
Any colour, once his passport’s green
He could have a howl
Playing Artemis Fowl
And become a star of the big screen
John Moynes
Pic: Amazon
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Cinema-bound: Artemeis Fowl by Eoin Colfer
If you know an Irish pre-teen
Any colour, once his passport’s green
He could have a howl
Playing Artemis Fowl
And become a star of the big screen
John Moynes
Pic: Amazon
…there was an old poet called Seamus
like Moynes but even more famous
discovered passports aren’t green
so he toasted the queen
in a gesture that would no longer shame us
There once was a lad named Bisted
Who, hard on his laurels, he rested
‘Til one fine May day
As he shhhlurped down his tae
He let slip that he’d enlisted
…ah Zena you’re being a bit mean
my shirt has always been green
I’ve never been willing
to take the queen’s shilling
I was just waving my inner jackeen
Ah now Bisted, don’t be backtracking
I now see, in what, you are lacking
I’ll forgive you this time
As you’re rather sublime
No need to give your pantaloons a good cacking
There once was a poster named Zena
Who always wanted to be a ballerina
That lovely white dress
Is now quite a mess
From a bad dose of diarrhea
ballerina and diarrhea….that has GOT to be the first time those 2 words have been used to rhyme…
Well…
There was once a young lad called Jonjo…
(what rhymes with that? NOTHING.)
Who loved playing tunes on his Banjo
By Banjo I mean *ock
He’d give it a thwock
Did that fiddling boy name of Jonjo.*
*in original limericks, the first and last lines matched. Which made it a lot easier.
andyourpointiswhatexactly
has no reason to behave so crassly
if a lad wants a go
on his hairy banjo
then leave him alone in the jaxy
Hairy?
I think you need to go to see a doctor.
There once was a troll called Jonjo
Who flounced about in a poncho
He took a wee fall
Off of his platforms so tall
He’s no longer BS’s head honcho