From L to R, cousin Jim, brother Doug, Tom in stripes, Lucy, cousin Steve, sister Sue |
LUCY BURDETTE: It’s been a sad time in our family as we lost my dear cousin Tom to cancer last month. Since then, I’ve thought a lot about his essence. He was an academic, a professor of agriculture like his dad, my father’s brother—focusing on peanuts in particular. He was a family guy, close to his brothers and sons and granddaughters. He loved tracing lines of ancestry and sorted out our family history and helped lots of others with theirs. As you might already be able to tell in this early photo, he was the son who was most like his mother, with her wry sense of humor and love of practical jokes. He was a guest on the blog here a while back, teaching us how to write limericks. It’s such a fun post that in honor of Tom, I share it here again with you…
TOM ISLEIB: Generally, a limerick has five lines with syllable content and rhyme scheme 8a, 8a, 5b, 5b, 8a. If you read a lot of limericks, you will find that there is some variation in the numbers of syllables in lines, usually within one or two of the eight or five. As for the rhyming, I have seen some real stretches, and I think it unsporting when the fifth line simply repeats the last word of the first or second line, e.g., one attributed to Rudyard Kipling:
"There was a small boy of Quebec
Who was buried in snow to his neck.
When they said, "Are you friz?"
He replied, "Yes, I is,
But we don't call THIS cold in Quebec."
I imagine that Kipling would punch me out for calling that "unsporting."
LUCY: When you, Tom, are beginning a poem, how do you start? With the important rhyming words for lines 1, 2, and 5, or somewhere else?
TOM: I usually start with a word that is critical to the particular limerick, say, a name, and try to think of words that rhyme with it that could end lines 1, 2, and 5. Some names are hard to rhyme, for example, "Martha" (my newly married cousin) although the shortened version "Mart" or "Marty" is easier. If a critical word is difficult to rhyme, you can bury it within a line that ends with a more easily rhymed word, e.g.,
"When Martha was going to be wed
She asked, "Will it go to my head?
I caught me a mister
Then gloated to Sister.
Should I have just shacked up instead?"
LUCY: Any other tips for limerick novices?
TOM: A memorable limerick is off-color, some of them downright nasty dirty. We all know the famous dirty one about the man from Nantucket, although I have heard a perfectly clean version of that one. "There once was a man from Nantucket who kept all his cash in a bucket..." If not off-color, a limerick usually has a pun, a joke, or some other cleverness built into it that makes the reader groan. Consider Mark Twain's famous one:
"A man hired by John Smith and Co.
Loudly declared that he’d tho.
Men that he saw
Dumping dirt near his door
The drivers, therefore, didn’t do." **
See how he did that? Jot down your first try, then let it fester in your subconscious mind for a day or two. You may come up with a better variation or rhyme if you do.
LUCY: And ps, in case you think my cuz can’t take a harder name like “Martha” and do something with it, here’s the limerick he dashed off just before the wedding:
“There once was a woman named Martha
Who was hunting a guy like Siddhartha,
And then she met Rich,
A nice sonofabitch,
Now they'll marry and snooze by the heartha.”
And in case (like me) you didn’t get Mark Twain’s cleverness, here’s the key:
Co. = Company
Tho. = Thump any
Do. = Dump any
Lucy again, I’m in northern Michigan this weekend celebrating Tom's life, but if you can whip up a limerick, we would love to read them! Also if you'd like to read the original post with lots of fun in the comments, the link is here.
So sorry for your loss, Lucy . . . our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
ReplyDeleteTom's limericks make me laugh . . . I may not be able to write them, but I do enjoy good limericks.
I’m sorry about the death of your cousin, Tom. My family roots are in Michigan. I enjoyed your sharing his blog post which I don’t remember. Maybe it was before my JRW days. I don’t have a limerick to share today, sadly.
ReplyDeleteMy father loved limericks, shared lots of them with us as kids (the clean ones, anyway), and sometimes made up his own. Your cousin Tom (my father was a Tom, too) must have been a dear. Have a wonderful weekend remembering with the family. I will work on a limerick this afternoon, and if I can come up with one, I'll add it this evening.
ReplyDeleteMy sympathies on the loss of your cousin, Roberta. I'm glad you get to celebrate him with family.
ReplyDeleteI've written several sets of limericks to honor friends - once for a friend's 80th birthday, another for a couple's sixtieth wedding anniversary. Richard framed his!
In my latest Cozy Capers mystery, Murder at the Rusty Anchor, Mac writes limericks for her parent's anniversary party and reads them out loud. I had so much fun writing them. Here are the first and last verses (keeping in mind this is Massachusetts, where final Rs usually go missing):
There once was a pair on Nantuckey
Both young and ever so plucky
It turned into love
As if sent from above
Their marriage is way more than ducky.
A marriage to last forty years
Doesn't come without strife and some tears
But Joseph and Astra
Their love's no disaster
Let us toast them with many a cheer!
Cousin Tom was a clever old git/Making rhymes that were always a hit/"A limerick pome/ will often hit home/But the words and the scansion must fit."
ReplyDeleteBTW. Edward Lear, the 19th century poet who popularized the limerick, would often repeat the first word (or line) at the end of his limericks.
Excellent! Lenita
DeleteEdith, I am so sorry to hear about your cousin Tom's death. I am very close to many of my cousins and it has been terrible over the last few years to lose a couple of them. It's good that you can be with your family this weekend to remember him together.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy limericks. They can be laugh-out-loud hilarious or groan-worthy. I am sure I have composed some over the years, but probably not polite enough for mixed company. Nothing original comes to mind.
(Judy knows it was Lucy's cousin, not mine.)
DeleteOh, gosh! Of course I do. I was on JRW before coffee. I'm sorry, Edith. I should delete and start over.
DeleteLucy/Roberta, how wonderful you can still hold Tom’s limericks and joy in your heart. May his memory always be a blessing. Elisabeth
ReplyDeleteLucy I’m sorry for the loss of your beloved cousin, Tom . I loved the limericks and the photo of you and your siblings and cousins ! I’m holding you and your family in my prayers. ( Mary Eubanks )
ReplyDeleteCondolences for your loss of Tom. He sounds like a great guy! I imagine you are remembering him with laughter and tears. I grew up with limericks and always enjoyed them. Here's one I remember from my childhood:
ReplyDeleteThere was an old man of Blackheath
Who swallowed his pair of false teeth
Said he with a start,
"Oh Lord, bless my heart!
I've bitten myself underneath!"
And here's one I came up with while riding the train to California with a friend, shortly after we were almost done with college, but had incompletes to finish:
Here's to the great INC,
The savior of you and of me
After 4 years of college,
We've gained lots of knowledge
But no credit, no grades, no degree..
Great limerick, Gillian! You inspired me to try my own, but mine is hopelessly off-rhythm and without a decent final line...
DeleteI'm sorry for the loss of your cousin, Lucy, and I hope today's Celebration of his life brings comfort to all his loved ones.
ReplyDeleteI'm trying my hand at a limerick in Tom's honour, but the rhyming scan is hard. Help!
There once were some women who wrote
Books of blood, death and hearts that (sometimes did) smote.
When asked of regrets,
The women said NONE!
Bad humans must die, we let good ones ------- (what? I am totally stuck on how to close this. Any ideas?)
Keep on?
DeleteEmote. I'm not going to try one on my own.
DeletePat D: I love limericks! Road trip this weekend so no poems from me.
ReplyDeleteAwwww—I am so sorry, Roberta… many hugs to you and your dear family.
ReplyDeleteLimericks are fun—but you have to get them just right or it is so grating!
I think I learned that his first one in junior high and I still think it is so clever!
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She frowned and called him Mr.
Because in sport he kr.
And so in spite
That very night
This Mr. kr. sr.
I love it, Hank!
DeleteHank, I remember that one too!
DeleteOh, and I just remembered this one which I also love:
ReplyDeleteA canner exceedingly canny
One morning remarked to his Granny:
“A canner can can
anything that he can —
But a canner can’t can a can, can he?”
Okay, I'll bite. Similar to Kipling's, only more so... I wrote this a million years ago when I discovered the word Xebec, to rhyme with Quebec.
ReplyDeleteThere once was a man named Levesque
Who ambitiously built a xebec.
He sailed the St. Lawrence
With his girfriend Florence
From Montreal down to Quebec.
I'm sorry about your cousin, Lucy. Cousins, like siblings, can leave such a big whole in our lives, since they go all the back to the beginning, and get all the family jokes.
Condolences on the loss of your cousin, Lucy. I envy you the chance to celebrate his life. My husband lost a close cousin last week, and his family surprised us by saying there would be no service or calling hours, per his request. So we are left with a very unfinished feeling about our grief.
ReplyDeleteI took a quick shot at a limerick for today, but I just wasn't in the right headspace. As others have said, if inspiration strikes later I will come back and add it!
Sorry for the loss of your cousin, Lucy. I'm of an age where I'm still lucky to have some aunts and an uncle with us yet, but cousins have gone ahead of their parents in some cases.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy limericks--love the groans, the puns, the clever rhymes. And yes, Hank, that Mr limerick was quite clever!
Somebody stop me! but I just remembered this one too.
ReplyDeleteA flea and a fly in a flue
Were imprisoned, so what could they do?
Said the flea: let us fly!
Said the fly: let us flee!
So they flew through a flaw in the flue.
Thanks for reminding me of this one, Hank. I remember it from childhood!
DeleteHank, you're on a roll!
ReplyDeleteLucy, so sorry for your loss. Cousins are such special relatives, and so often our first friends. May his memory be a blessing, and his limericks live on in your hearts.
What a shock to your system it must be, to go from Key West to No. Michigan! I just talked to my daughter in Traverse City, and she was stuck at home because of ice, snow, and sideways winds with temps in the teens. Stay warm, my dear.
You can tell this one was written in the past 5 minutes (and yes, my paternal grandfather was born in Limerick).:
ReplyDeleteIn Limerick my Grandpa was born
On a chilly Hibernian morn.
So he had little choice
But give poems a voice..
(And of course I prefer it to porn.)
Perfect!
DeleteWell done!
DeletePerfection, Margie!
DeleteI love it!!
DeleteDebRo
Good one! Lenita
DeleteTom was a wonderful cousin
ReplyDeleteIt’s such a shame that he wasn’t
Allowed some more time
To write a new rhyme
Or even better, a dozen.
That's great, Lisa!
DeleteWonderful, Lisa!
DeleteBrava!!!
DeleteMargie, that is excellent 👍
DeleteSo sorry for your loss, Lucy. Tom sounds like he was a delightful cousin. I don't have any limericks to share, but I enjoyed his.
ReplyDeleteI’m so sorry about the loss of your cousin Tom. It’s really hard to lose family members in our own generation. I’ve lost two siblings and four cousins. Each death robs us of the opportunity to make new memories with them, although they do live on in our hearts. You will always have Tom’s limericks! I remember his post from several years ago! I laughed so hard!
ReplyDeleteDebRo
I am so sorry for your loss!
ReplyDeleteLucy, thanks for sharing this. Tom sounds like a wonderful man, and I can see his presence will be missed by many. I hope someone came up with a limerick or two in his honor at the wake/reception!
ReplyDeleteMy granddaughter, Stacey, had just written a long, lovely poem about me, so I retaliated with this limerick: Our Stacey is a lover, with that we're all familiah.
ReplyDeleteShe uses verse and love songs beguilingly, until ya
Spill your secrets, one by one,
Guilty but happy, and when you're done
What doesn't make you stronger conceivably could kill ya.
She loves it--but that's Stacey.
Lenita V.
Lucy/Roberta, I am so sorry for the loss of your cousin and friend. I wish you safe travels, warm family embraces and happy memories. And no, I can’t come up with any limericks, but others before me have done well. — Pat S
ReplyDeleteLucy ~ I'm at a loss for a good limerick but I'm here to say that the childhood photo of yourself, your siblings and cousins was both heartwarming and charming. These types of photos always stir up nostalgia within me and sweet memories return for an encore. :-) Considering the present emotional climate "out there" it's nice to remember something joyful. Also extending my condolences to you for the loss of your cousin Tom. He strikes me as being the one person you would want in the room to ignite a spark of lightheartedness and good fun.
ReplyDeleteI hope it was a festival of limericks at Tom's passing. What a glorious way to be remembered. Sending you and all who loved him my heartfelt condolences.
ReplyDeleteThere once was a lad named Tom
Whose limericks were always the bomb
He brought laughter and joy
Like a favorite toy
Even though his rhymes caused many a face-palm.
LOL - I tried!
Love your limerick. Very creative!
DeleteI’m very sorry for your loss Lucy.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy all those limericks but my level of English is not enough to compose one.
What a fun person to have in your family, Lucy. I'm sorry for your loss of this witty cousin. I hope he has a written copy of his limericks, or that someone can put together a book of them if they are loosely written down here and there. And, I love the picture of all you kids. Your sister's and yours matching outfits are fantastic, and Tom's outfit certainly foretells his role as life of the party.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry for the loss of your cousin, Lucy. I lost my cousin, who was my first and closest childhood friend, back in 2020, and it is like losing a part of your childhood. Hugs, and stay warm!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness he sounds like a great guy. And what a delightful legacy.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry for your loss, Lucy. May I ask if Tom found out where the name Iseib came from?
ReplyDeleteCannot think of a limerick. Loved Tom’s funny limericks. I’m still learning about limericks.
There once was a writer named Lucy/ Who thought her whole family was juicy/ Especially Tommy/
ReplyDeleteWho was so damned funny/ He made us all laugh on his Doomsday.
Wonderful!
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