Comments on: Hot Limerick

By: Jeff Collins

Jeff Collins — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 00:00:35 +0000

On a hot, muggy day in July
Damn temperature is way to high
Here in my living room do I sit
Just appling my wit
Hoping the air conditioning won’t die

By: Joe Plemon

Joe Plemon — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 13:39:20 +0000

Sorry… I can’t compete with these great limericks, but I enjoy laughing while sweltering. Thanks for making the heat a bit more bearable!

By: madkane

madkane — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 18:59:33 +0000

Oh good! Lots more fun limericks. Thanks everyone!

By: Mark Kane

Mark Kane — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 13:35:37 +0000

On a hot, muggy day in July,
A sultry young thing I did spy.
She was naked, quite bare,
With hardly a care,
Enjoying my smiles with a sigh.

By: Dr. Goose

Dr. Goose — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 03:29:12 +0000

On a hot, muggy day in July,
The police rounded up a Red spy;
He lived in deep cover,
In a flat with his mother,
But seemed like a regular guy.

By: Jeff

Jeff — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 12:29:50 +0000

On a hot, muggy day in July
I thought, “How am I gonna get by?”
I’m in trouble by heck
With no unemployment check
And the Senate don’t care if I die.

So I needed to find me some dough
But my government moves way too slow
Now my money’s all spent
Nothing left to pay rent
And each Senator’s like Dr. No.

The sun left us and then came the night
And I hadn’t so much as a light
So I drove to the park
Where I sat in the dark
And thought this is what’s wrong with the right.

The next day we ran out of food
And I got in a pretty bad mood
Then my wife tore her dress
I said, “I’m sorry, Bess,”
But you’ll have to remain in the nude.

I finally came up with a plan
Drove to D.C. as fast as I can
Where I got on the phone
Tried to get us a loan
But all they’d give me was John Boehner’s tan.

I had to do something and fast
I knew I couldn’t much longer last
But all I could see
Was the Party of Tea
And the number of morons was vast.

So I went near the White House to hide
When the cops asked about me, I lied
But while I was hidin’
I ran intro Joe Biden
And he talked as he brought me inside.

The White House staff gave me a meal
Can’t say how much better I feel
A long time we’d been walkin’
Joe never stopped talkin’
But it still wasn’t that bad a deal.

So I asked what the hell I could do
Joe said that he hadn’t a clue
But I followed his lead
And I met Harry Reid
And I asked him the same question too.

Then Harry, he took me aside
And explained just how hard he had tried
But the damn G.O.P.
They all work for BP
So each time that they spoke, they had lied.

So my story, it ends on that note
I had tried, but that’s all she wrote
There’s but one way to fight
And vanquish the right
That’s to make sure to go out and VOTE!

By: Amanda Moore

Amanda Moore — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 00:02:36 +0000

“On a hot muggy day in July”

I kissed my young hubby goodbye

I thought you should know

I don’t want you to go

I told him as I started to cry!

By: Ron Enderland

Ron Enderland — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 19:30:45 +0000

On a hot, muggy day in July….
A tear came to my tender eye…
I saw a young fellow
With complexion so yellow
“Name’s John Diced” he said with a sigh…

By: Jesse Levy

Jesse Levy — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 04:50:44 +0000

On a hot muggy day in July
I decided it was time to die
I jumped from the roof
But made a big goof
When I landed on a really fat guy.

By: Steve Vitoff

Steve Vitoff — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 22:06:44 +0000

1. On a hot, muggy day in July
My shorts stick to the back of my thigh
As I long for A/C
The humidity
Makes me go buy an Eskimo Pie

2. On a hot, muggy day in July
Upon sidewalks an egg you could fry
You work up a schvitz
As the temperature hits
A number uncomfortably high

3. On a hot, muggy day in July
With the sun beating down from the sky
I think Al Gore’s right
We have set Earth alight
Reverse this fate? We all must try