Sheer Poetry

Back when I was in the newspaper biz—I mean really in the newspaper biz—there wasn’t anything that would cause a would-be contributor to be more roundly laughed at than a submission of poetry. The editor would pass it around for all in the newsroom to “appreciate,” and, accompanied by a murmur of snickers, the hapless attempt would be dropped from ceremonious height into the round file. Newspaper editors hate poetry. They regard it as a waste of font. Now, as a syndicated newspaper cartoonist, I surreptitiously sneak poetry into newspapers with regularity. Reporters, you see, have a rebellious nature. I probably should not include Limericks, though. Every good newspaper person knows a few good Limericks. I can’t repeat them here.

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16 responses to “Sheer Poetry”

  1. There once was a farmer from Leeds,
    Who swallowed a packet of seeds.
    It soon came to pass,
    He was covered with grass,
    But has all the tomatoes he needs.

  2. Lots of Jimmy’s poetry is in limerick form—I wonder why. His post here had me look up that is it named after the city of Limerick. I could not have told that.

  3. Haiku seems a little harder: the five-seven-five syllable structure, the serious focus on nature. Limericks are lighter—and the anapests fit English so well.

    Lovely Piazolla clarinet piece you gave us the URL to in the previous post!

  4. I could not find the originator of this classic description of [problematic] limericks:

    “The lim’rick packs laughs anatomical
    Into space which is most economical
    But the good ones I’ve seen
    So seldom are clean
    And the clean ones so seldom are comical.”

    If you google it, you will find a lot of names associated with this doggerel.

  5. These poems that we all call limericks
    Are seldom much more than just gimmricks.
    With serious thought
    They seldom are fraught.
    But Jimmy’s are always good whim tricks.

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