August 16, 2008, 10:00
wordmaticAnd the manifold entries are:
ProofreaderThere once was a man from Poughkeepsie
Whose wife was particularly dipsie
She wore underwear
Pulled over her ear
He said, “No, they go on your hips, see?”
If you seek to rhyme on 'Poughkeepsie"
And try not to use the word "gypsy"
You’ll soon turn to drink
And quick as a wink
"Poughkeepsie" will soon make you tipsy
and Proofreader going off the deep end and taking poetic license...I went to the toilet in Cuba
In a bowl, deluxe, from Aruba
Made from solid gold -
At least I was told -
Oh No! Did I crap in a tuba?
A dominatrix from Poughkeepsie
Liked to beat her men using whips. She
Enjoyed being mean,
She’d do things obsean
But, worst of all, she often skips me.
They served me a drink in Poughkeepsie
That made me incredibly tipsy.
I also felt strong
But not for too long.
I insulted a guy -- cut lip. See?
A weatherman saw that Poughkeepsie
Was lit up with radar rain blips. He
Yelled, “Get you indoors
Because when it pours
‘Twill rain hard enough to float ships. Eee!"
Richard EnglishIn a caravan down in Poughkeepsie
There lived an attractive young gypsy.
When sober and calm
She'll hold any man's palm -
But she'll hold a lot more when she's tipsy!
Jerry ThomasA boozer here from Poughkeepsie
Was identified as a gypsy.
He said, "Here's the news:
I've drunk all the booze
That's why I'm feeling so tipsy."
We're all writing now of Poughkeepsie.
As if we were out in the deep sea.
Our mentor's allignment
Made her give this assignment.
The dipsomaniac's dipsy.
Kalleh:There once was a man from Poughkeepsie
Whose alcohol made him quite tipsy.
His eyesight was blurry;
His speech was all slurry:
"Gimme a drink or I'll rips ye!"
There once was a man from Poughkeepsie
Whose dog liked to bark and he'd yip, see;
He'd growl and he'd whine;
On mailmen he'd dine,
While his owner said, "Give me no lip, see?"
There once was a girl from Poughkeepsie
Who while dressing was just a bit tipsy.
She captured one breast
In her bra - not the rest,
And howled, "Get this damn slip past my hips, see?!"
BobHaleThere is a young man of Poughkeepsie
Who finds that whenever he sleeps he
Leaves stains in his bed
These emissions, he said
Only come when I’m dreaming of sheepsie.
Says the vicar at church in Poughkeepsie,
Whatever a man sows, he reaps. He
Must confess before God
Though to me it seems odd
To have sins that you say involve sheepsie.
So the man, oh so sad in Poughkeepsie
Goes home feeling tearful and weepsie
Burns his wool sweater
And every love letter
That he’s ever written to sheepsie.
That night in his bed in Poughkeepsie,
Awake till the morning bird cheeps, he
Is bereft and alone
Now he’s left on his own,
And can’t sleep without counting on sheepsie.
and one using the American vowel sound in the rhymeThere was a young man of Poughkeepsie,
Who drank with the tiniest sips. He
Said, "It makes it last longer,
And even the stronger
Beer doesn't get me as tipsy."
StellaA skipper named Chipper McPhipps, he
Shipped strippers for zip to Poughkeepsie.
He quipped, “They get tips
When they rip off their slips
And do flips from their hips without blips. See?”
Highlights here for me are Proofreader's outrageous "tribute" to a large brass instrument, disqualified for moving out of geographic range; Bob's wonderfully weird sheep cycle; Kalleh's perfect description of me getting dressed, and Richard's meticulously crafted entry. But as predicted by the Oracle of Chicago, it is
Stella who wins the prize! It's got everything, including all those fun little internal rhymes!
Go, Stella!
Wordmatic
August 17, 2008, 13:45
KallehAh...and I forgot to post the final "approved" limerick that resulted, after workshopping, from this one:
There once was a man from Poughkeepsie
Whose alcohol made him quite tipsy.
His eyesight was blurry;
His speech was all slurry:
"Gimme a drink or I'll rips ye!"
To this one:
There once was a man from Poughkeepsie
Whose alcohol made him quite tipsy.
He dressed with more flair,
Bought a big dancing bear,
Then went out to find work as a gypsy.
I'll let you be the judge...
