As requested on the password thread, I am putting my money where my mouth is and starting a new limerick thread.
When Lisa sends out the publicity, She's guilty of flagrant duplicity. She lies, and what’s more From tier three to tier four. We’ve fallen with Shelby’s complicity.
Southern Miss can't be one of the gems Of high ed -- not until Shelby Thames Has been driven away, And the FACULTY stay, And THEIR vision becomes USM's.
Here are the first few verses of a proposed 10,000-line work tentatively titled "The Limerickiad."
Let's lift up a lofty libation Or have us a big celebration; Gary Stringer's unhurt And has washed off the dirt And is safe now in ol' College Station!
Frank Glamser has taken the train To a town that is really urbane; Shelby can't get him there (Shelby, life isn't fair) 'Cause Frank teaches now down at Tulane.
When Shelby began the commotion He sought to impose a demotion; By trying to fire He stirred everyone's ire And got these two guys a promotion!
For Shelby things always go wrong, Yet he still sings the same dang ol' song: "We are world-class I say, You can trust me, hey, hey" (Too bad U.S. News says you're wrong.)
There once was a professor named Polk Who thought Shelby Thames was a joke Noel said, “I’m a fool, If I stay at this school.” Now he’s freed himself from Shelby’s yoke.
Mal throws all the names in a bucket, The winner's determined by luck. It Depends on the draw, But I think there's a law That all limericks must contain "Nantucket."
quote: Originally posted by: Invictus "Mal throws all the names in a bucket, The winner's determined by luck. It Depends on the draw, But I think there's a law That all limericks must contain "Nantucket.""
quote: Originally posted by: Retired prof "I saw Noel Polk on TV He said this place isn’t for me As long as there’s Shelby We all might as well be Locked up somewhere without a key. Noel Polk remarked I’ve had enough of this dictatorial stuff I’ve taken a cartful I’m going to Starkville And Shelby can kiss my sweet duff. "
Very good, Retired prof, but not quite as good as the "Oreck" limerick done under your name on the FireShelby board. had there been a winner, yours would have won hands down.
USM's numbers are each tabulated, Folded and spindled, mutilated, No heads unaccounted, All declines are surmounted, And where need be data's confabulated.