Friday limerick comp anyone?


Just call me Chris...
Morning all :biggrin:

As there seems to be some very talented, humorous posters on here, is anyone up for a cycling limerick competition?

All in the name of fun obviously and the winner gets, .......well......, to win :biggrin:

I'll kick off and punt myself into an early lead:

There was a young man from Kent
Whose crank was terribly bent
He reached into his pocket, whipped out a new sprocket
And with a big grin, off he went.

Obviously funny ones would be better :biggrin:;)


Living Legend & Old Fart
Panter said:
Obviously funny ones would be better :biggrin::biggrin:

To be pedantic, that is comic verse and not a limerick.


Senior Member
I once wrote a poem for this forum
I thought on the server I'd store 'em
But the Admin said "No -
That's no way to go -
Instead of amuse, you'd just bore 'em"


New Member
There once was a racer from Idaho,
Who always dreamt of turning pro,
training up every hill,
with sheer grit and will,
**** that, ill just take EPO


Married to Night Train
Salford, UK
Ah, the rigid world of hippo once again.

There was an old man of Bangkuk,
Who set up a puzzle on duck,
It went on for ages,
And swamped many pages,
Until none of us could give a flip...


My personal favourite:
There was a young lass from St. Bees
Who was stung on the arm by a wasp.
When asked if it hurt,
She replied 'Yes it does
I'm so glad it wasn't a hornet.'

(In some possible world, it rhymes)

Oh, poop, it's even on the wiki page.

Tim Bennet.

Entirely Average Member
S of Kendal
There once was a lady from Bude
Who went for a swim in the lake
A man in a punt
Stuck a pole in her ear
And said you can't swim here it's private.


New Member
A Phd student from York
Found an archaeological fork
To the welshman who'd wronged
Her attack was 3-pronged
And of similar violence to Bjork


Smutmaster General
There was a young poet called Dan
Whose poetry just didn't scan.
When askd why 'twas so
He said "I don't know...
But perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I can't resist trying to put as many words into the last line as I possibly...can!

There was a young man on a trike
Who fancied a girl on a bike
But his back wheels got stuck
Bumping over a rut
Which was a bit of a shame, really, as he couldn't catch her up and ask her to go to the pictures with him.
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