1<BR>There once was an old man from Rhyl<BR>Most thought to be over the hill<BR>In spite of his age<BR>He still could engage<BR>The ladies and give them a thrill<BR><BR>2<BR>There is no nude beach up in Rhyl<BR>It’s more of a place to just chill<BR>The surf is quite calm...<BR>Walk out with your Mom,<BR>The tide’s out! Now there’s a big thrill.<BR><BR>3<BR>An aspiring young poet from Rhyl<BR>Has nary a cent in his till<BR>For his verse doesn’t rhyme<BR>At least half of the time<BR>And his merit artistic? None. Nil.<BR><BR>4<BR>A magical maiden of Rhyl<BR>Once built an unusual still<BR>Much to her disgust<BR>It filled her with lust<BR>But left her man flaccid and ill<BR><BR>5<BR>I cannot pronounce the name, "Rhyl"<BR>It's Welsh, and I haven't the skill<BR>Can't wiggle my lips<BR>Or my tongue or hips<BR>Though I chirp and I squeek and I trill<BR><BR>6<BR>A holiday maker in Rhyl<BR>Quaffed much of the local-made swill<BR>He woke up in Leeds<BR>Bereft of his tweeds<BR>How he got there he doesn't know still<BR><BR>7<BR>There was once a randy sailor up in Rhyl<BR>Who engaged a fetching trollop name o’ Lil<BR>But she threw him in the Clwyd<BR>When he claimed his funds weren’t fluid<BR>And could only pay her one-half of the bill.<BR><BR>8<BR>A collector named Atelist (Phil)<BR>Saw an ad, scoffed: “Call ‘at a list?” Still,<BR>He knew what he wanted,<BR>And bought it, undaunted.<BR>Guess that’s how they do it in Rhyl.<BR><BR>9<BR>A competitive chemist named Phil<BR>Had to locate a catalyst pill.<BR>Through the adverts he’d roam<BR>He would fight from his home<BR>And he titled his battle-list “Rhyl.”<BR><BR>10<BR>Our Bob went to camp back in Rhyl,<BR>Though his fun there was practically nil.<BR>The weather was crappy,<BR>He never was happy,<BR>And his counselor called him a "pill!"<BR><BR>11<BR>My friend Piglet once lived up in Rhyl<BR>In a house that was painted vermill-<BR>ion. One blustery day<BR>Eeyore gave it away<BR>with its sign that said "Trespassers Will..."cast your votes here1234567891011

...in spite of the fact that -5- needs another "my" in line 4...

Where are the rest of you?

A triumvirate now rules Wordcraft, it seems.

Hmm.

Tri- is three, and vir- is men. What’s the -um- in “triumvirate”?

The three voters, that's who! Maybe it should be "triumhumanate," to be PC?

https://www.google.com/search?...ceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

Or maybe they're old Greeks, casting their ostrakons? In Classical Athens, when the decision at hand was to banish or exile a certain member of society, citizen peers would cast their vote by writing the name of the person on the shard of pottery; the vote was counted and, if unfavorable, the person was exiled for a period of ten years from the city, thus giving rise to the term ostracism. In some cases, the shards would be used at latrines, to wipe off feces from the anus, to impose a curse on, or disrespect an exiled individual.[1]

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tri = three
um = er, a hedging noise when you are not sure of what you have said or are about to say
vi - six
rat = animal that (inaccurate) urban legend says you are never more than six feet away from in London
e = a popular nightclub drug

tri-um-vi-rat-e

three, er no I mean six drugged up rats.

Bob - Your friendly neighbourhood etymologist

And five people contributed so two of them haven't voted.

OOPS! Could have sworn I voted. Yet now I could swear there are a couple here I hadn't even read! Hopefully this poll gizmo prevents one from voting twice. cuz here goes...

p.s. I wish they had stack-ranking. I really like three of these.

Er... never mind. I must have been half-asleep that day. The poll gizmo did indeed stop me from voting again. Fortunately it looks like I voted for the one I still like best.

But dammit I want to vote for the other two as well!

Since nobody else wants to vote, Bob, let Bethree5 know what she voted for. No sense waiting any longer, it seems.

I am sure someone else would like to vote and break the three way tie. My own vote wouldn't help as it would make it a four way tie.

May I vote?
(I’m doing so. Bob can delete my vote, if it’s deemed improper.)

Why would it be deemed improper?

Hell, Shu, it's YOUR site, so you can damned well do as you please!

The runners and riders were....

tinman

There once was an old man from Rhyl
Most thought to be over the hill
In spite of his age
He still could engage
The ladies and give them a thrill

bethree5

There is no nude beach up in Rhyl
It’s more of a place to just chill
The surf is quite calm...
Walk out with your Mom,
The tide’s out! Now there’s a big thrill.

haberdasher

An aspiring young poet from Rhyl
Has nary a cent in his till
For his verse doesn’t rhyme
At least half of the time
And his merit artistic? None. Nil.

geoff

A magical maiden of Rhyl
Once built an unusual still
Much to her disgust
It filled her with lust
But left her man flaccid and ill

I cannot pronounce the name, "Rhyl"
It's Welsh, and I haven't the skill
Can't wiggle my lips
Or my tongue or hips
Though I chirp and I squeek and I trill

A holiday maker in Rhyl
Quaffed much of the local-made swill
He woke up in Leeds
Bereft of his tweeds
How he got there he doesn't know still

bethree5

There was once a randy sailor up in Rhyl
Who engaged a fetching trollop name o’ Lil
But she threw him in the Clwyd
When he claimed his funds weren’t fluid
And could only pay her one-half of the bill.

haberdasher

A collector named Atelist (Phil)
Saw an ad, scoffed: “Call ‘at a list?” Still,
He knew what he wanted,
And bought it, undaunted.
Guess that’s how they do it in Rhyl.

A competitive chemist named Phil
Had to locate a catalyst pill.
Through the adverts he’d roam
He would fight from his home
And he titled his battle-list “Rhyl.”

Kalleh

Our Bob went to camp back in Rhyl,
Though his fun there was practically nil.
The weather was crappy,
He never was happy,
And his counselor called him a "pill!"

haberdasher

My friend Piglet once lived up in Rhyl
In a house that was painted vermill-
ion. One blustery day
Eeyore gave it away
with its sign that said "Trespassers Will..."

And now that we no longer have a tie I will declare the winner to be number six which was Geoff. For what it's worth my vote would have gone to number 11 so it wouldn't have helped at all.

I have a question , and a comment about Kalleh's (instantly identifiable from the style) number ten.

Comment first

It's an unlikely story because you may not know that American style summer camps are virtually unknown in the Uk. They just don't exist so having one in Rhyl would be unlikely. Therefore camp counsellors also don't exist.

And my question... What does a "pill" mean in US English. It only has one meaning in Uk English which is a small medication taken orally which seems unlikely from the context.

Incorrigable is a synonym for "pill."

I was mistaken: the sign on Piglet's house said "TRESPASSERS W...", not what I said. At least in Milne's original illustrations; Disney changed it.

Either way, Hab, it's a good limerick! You fooled me into thinking that Bob wrote it.

Now,since I'm as confused as always about hosting a new round, would you kindly step in with a new location?

I just voted late, but for Tinman's; I loved it.

Not sure why you think mine are so highly identifiable, Bob, but then I guess yours often are too because of the British spelling, perspective, etc.

This is where I got mine from, Bob:

quote:

The North Wales seaside town where I spent several terrible childhood holidays on Sunnyvale Holiday Camp.

I was raised in rural Wisconsin and never experienced "American style camps." So I guess you know about them as much as I do. Now, in all fairness, my kids attended camps, but that is different, I think.

quote:

Originally posted by Kalleh:
I just voted late, but for Tinman's; I loved it.

Not sure why you think mine are so highly identifiable, Bob, but then I guess yours often are too because of the British spelling, perspective, etc.

This is where I got mine from, Bob:

quote:

The North Wales seaside town where I spent several terrible childhood holidays on Sunnyvale Holiday Camp.

I was raised in rural Wisconsin and never experienced "American style camps." So I guess you know about them as much as I do. Now, in all fairness, my kids attended camps, but that is different, I think.

I'm not sure why either but I can reliably guess which is yours about nine times out of ten.

And you still didn't tell me what you meant by "pill"

In the sixties and seventies, even through the eighties, family holiday camps were very popular especially among working class families. In these a family would stay in a caravan or, in the case of Sunnyvale, a wooden chalet (barely more than sheds with beds really) and the camp would provide a bar and entertainment for the adults in the evening with things like sand castle competitions and races for the little kids. The group that wasn't in any way catered for were, say, 10-16 year olds who were too old for the kiddies' games but far too young for the bar. They have fallen out of fashion nowadays but in their time virtually every working class family in the country would haul the kids off for a week in summer, or for those with less money a week in September. If you want a very accurate flavour try to find some old episodes of the British comedy Hi De Hi which nails the experience perfectly. Unfortunately they aren't on you tube so you might have trouble finding them. I'll see what I can find that might give you an idea.

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Weirdly there doesn't seem to be much out there either of the fictional camp in Hi De Hi or real camps of the era. This gives something of the flavour of the thing though

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OB4O3OPoeos

or maybe this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6N6nklmG5IU

which has some hilarious bits of the great British public having a good old moan about stuff.

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My mother and grandmother both used “pill” as a somewhat humorous epithet meaning annoying or ornery. “Oh, don’t be a pill.” “He’s a real pill, isn’t he?”

quote:

Originally posted by bethree5:
My mother and grandmother both used “pill” as a somewhat humorous epithet meaning annoying or ornery. “Oh, don’t be a pill.” “He’s a real pill, isn’t he?”

Yeah, that too.

quote:

Originally posted by Kalleh:
I just voted late, but for Tinman's; I loved it.

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In that case Tinman tied with me, so he shoulda won! The election was stolen! Call Rudy Guliani or Donald T. Rump himself! Storm the ramparts! (Which part of a ram you storm is up to you, of course)

quote:

Originally posted by Geoff:

quote:

Originally posted by Kalleh:
I just voted late, but for Tinman's; I loved it.

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In that case Tinman tied with me, so he shoulda won! The election was stolen! Call Rudy Guliani or Donald T. Rump himself! Storm the ramparts! (Which part of a ram you storm is up to you, of course)

The election poll stands. There will be no recount in Georgia. The referee's decision is final.