the whole world burns

Limericks making fun of English names with strange pronunciations

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The best one:

The Baron of Fawsley, Lord St John,
Had a fine buckskin coat with a frt john.
He said, "It was guthven
Me by Viscount Ruthven,
Who thinks I'm a cowboy, or t john."

Great poems rewritten as limericks

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Lord Alfred, the laureate clever,
Embarked on a morbid endeavor:
"My dear Henry left me,
Poor little bereft me!"
(His elegy goes on forever)

Poe, E.: Near a Raven

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A poem in the key of Pi.

Roses Are #FF0000

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roses are #FF0000 violets are #0000ff all my base are belong to you

What the devil?

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