On Saturday, May 18th, we will be holding a "Never Trust Anyone Over Thirty" Party/Carnival in my yard. Among other amusement for guests and passing strangers, we will have a balloon artist, caricature artist, fortune teller, henna artist, pin-the-tail-on-the-pinata game, and custom limerick booth.
Nicole and I will be in charge of the limerick booth. The idea is simple: people will come up to us and tell us their names, and we will improvise a limerick about them. To get ready for the big day, I've been practicing on historical figures.
Here, for example, is one about the famous 13th century priest and theologian Thomas Acquinas:
Tom was a scholar indeed:
he could read 'til his eyeballs would bleed.
He knew quite a lot,
though tragically not
the first thing about how to breed.
Church History poem, attempt #2 - *Joseph Sr., ca. 1812* In the spring he sows hope, but come fall he reaps only the empty wind— so all through the long Vermont winter, there’s a bottle in h...
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