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wetrat:
Here I lay, wrists and ankles restrained
Doses of Lithium in my veins
I've learned quite a lesson
'Bout my limerick obsession
SCUBA limericks will drive you insane


:lol3: Haaa... I was thinking that is how I belong. But, after reading some more posts, I think we should all share a ward in a mental hospital... specially H2Andy, since he's SB Staff.
 
wetrat:
Here I lay, wrists and ankles restrained
Doses of Lithium in my veins
I've learned quite a lesson
'Bout my limerick obsession
SCUBA limericks will drive you insane

So does this mean you are not going to join LA??:D
 
Ealbert did pen a masterpiece. My next one stanza installment.

A diver we know of named Anne
Saw a beautiful coral sea fan
At the depth she endured
From narcosis was sure
It was held by a handsome merman.


—Bob
 
ScubaBOBuba:
Ealbert did pen a masterpiece. My next one stanza installment.

A diver we know of named Anne
Saw a beautiful coral sea fan
At the depth she endured
From narcosis was sure
It was held by a handsome merman.


—Bob

Sweet!
 
Blinding confusion hits your brain
There’s no use, you can’t abstain
Feed your addiction one more time
Type in another rhyme
Free time down the drain

Or

This is driving me insane
 
wetrat:
Here I lay, wrists and ankles restrained
Doses of Lithium in my veins
I've learned quite a lesson
'Bout my limerick obsession
SCUBA limericks will drive you insane


BRAVO!!! BRAVO!!!:
:cheers:
:wave-smil
:luxhello: :luxhello: :luxhello: :yelclap: :yelclap: :yelclap: :luxhello: :luxhello::luxhello:
 
Ode to Frost;

Whose kelp forest is this, I think I know.
He stays on Brody's reef, though.
He will not see me stopping here
To watch kelp sway with ebb and flow.
My little seahorse must think it queer
To stop without the coral near
Between the kelp and sand flat plain
The darkest seascape of the year.
He gives his cockle shell reins a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of turtle fin and gliding skate.
The sea is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to swim before I sleep,
And miles to swim before I sleep.
 
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