A man who in
Utah Texas resides
Has acquired a houseful of brides.
He has one for each day
In both April and May
And perhaps a few more that he hides.
a limerick by Paul Burgess
Inspired by the following brilliant limerick by by R.J.P. Hewison:
There once was an old man of Lyme
who married three wives at a time.
When asked, “Why a third?”
He replied, “One’s absurd!
And bigamy, sir, is a crime.”
a bonus limerick on marriage (by limerick master John Ciardi)
It took me some time to agree
to appear in a film about me
and my various ex-wives
detailing our sex lives,
but I did–and they rated it G.
P.S. If you happen to believe in polygamy, please do not show up at my house with pitchforks. My official stance is, in the words of the Isley Brothers, “It’s yo thang, do whatchoo wanna do.”
How strange that my daughter is right now watching a programme about polygamy! I loved this Limerick; it’s catchy and astute and with a harmless humour that will ensure no men appear at your door (with pitchforks or otherwise!) 🙂
If I end up offending people, I will say in my defense that our language’s rhymes and combinations of accented and unaccented syllables influence my poetry’s content more than any other factor; in other words, I would never think of or write much of the crazy stuff that coincidences of language happen to put in my head.