The Saint Patrick's Day Lucky Seven Limerick Parade
As Submitted To Ludicrous Limerick
Limerick #1
Arkansas sacrificed their hog
To the Texas horned frog
They married in a worthy fort
And to keep things short
Texarkana arrived drinking Christmas egg nogg
Limerick #2
Aniston was her name
Leprechaun she luckily played the game
Before joining the Friends team
As Rachel Green
Which brought her international fame
Limerick #3
What is wrong
With the song
Written with flair
Making her want to share
Dancing powerful and strong
Limerick #4
Larry the Limerick
Rhymes he wrote did click
Publish and sent
Off it went
The poem with romantic kick
Limerick #5
We have a fish fry
Honoring one who did try
Tartering the sauce
At any cost
About defeating sinful lie
Limerick #6
I do wish
For a St Patrick’s Day Dish
Corn beef with the hash
Two days before Sunday mass
I guess I will have Lenten fish
Limerick #7
Irish for a kiss
From a lovely miss
Instead, the corn beef and hash
Created nasty gas
Telling me I should have ordered Friday’s Lenton fish
About the Creator
Marc OBrien
Barry University graduate Marc O'Brien has returned to Florida after a 17 year author residency in Las Vegas. He will continue using fiction as a way to distribute information. Books include "The Final Fence: Sophomores In The Saddle"
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