Comments on: Happy St. Paddy’s Day

By: Jeremy Edwards

Jeremy Edwards — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 00:44:51 +0000

Applause!

By: jeremy

jeremy — Thu, 20 Mar 2008 21:46:24 +0000

Well, the creative gauntlet has been thrown down and I am, alas, unarmed. First, another great bit of entertainment and art from Angela. But if anyone wants to know the life cycle of 4 leaf clovers, then I’m your guy.

By: Mr. Smith

Mr. Smith — Thu, 20 Mar 2008 18:57:00 +0000

Well, I’m late. But I never was much good at limericks anyway. Will you take a rain check? I’m astounded by the talented men who show up at this blog. Good work, guys.

By: litmajor

litmajor — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 14:25:22 +0000

A day or two after St. Patrick
Angie offered a story theatric.
She wove and she spun
And when she was done
I had made it three times! That’s a hat trick!

By: Angela

Angela — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 19:31:43 +0000

Okay, I guess this means I will have to start a limerick page.

By: slaveboyseven

slaveboyseven — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 18:01:56 +0000

There once was a lass quite appealing.
Who rejoiced in a dominant feeling.
“The men I select
Are impressive erect,
But it thrills me most when they are kneeling.”

Happy St Patrick’s Day, Mistress.

By: Angela

Angela — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 14:53:12 +0000

Now this was fun to wake up to today. Tom Allen wrote me a limerick! PQS made one of his rare appearances! And the beloved Bard himself wrote me er, ah … a five line sonnet?

You guys have tickled me pink. Thanks so much.

By: AvonBard

AvonBard — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 11:50:35 +0000

On behalf of us all, I assert
That Angie’s our favorite flirt.
You have heart, you love kink,
You can talk, you can think.
If you only were mine! Would thou wirt!

By: PQS

PQS — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 11:39:07 +0000

Nice work Mr. Allen! Loved the limericks.

By: Tom Allen

Tom Allen — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 11:22:38 +0000

(though heâ€™s never written one about me â€“ can ya believe it?):

::blink blink::

::pulls out quill pen and foolscap::

Our courtesan, Angela St. Lawrence,
Took a holiday trip up to Florence.
She met a Viking from Thule
with a vibrating tool;
And both of them came gushing in torrents.

Sorry, best I could do on short notice!