One-Legged Sailor, Mack Marret

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I'm not a poet, but I went through a phase in early middle-school in which I liked to write lymericks. This is my first post here-I thought I might as well start with something.

The One-legged Sailor

There once was a one-legged sailor
Who bore the last name of Taylor.
He’d sit in his boat
And wish he could float,
For alas! He could not sail her.


Mack Marret

Have you heard of the boy named Mack Marret?
He has a long nose like a carrot.
He chatters all day
With nothing to say
In fact, he’s much like a parrot.
Last edited by J. Haux on Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:57 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Could someone post? If only to say "Hi" or...I don't know. Ask about Mack Marret, who is based on a real person...
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Or to inform me how badly I spelled limerick and how to spell it.
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Or to tell you that patience is a virtue? (<<<said jokingly)

Firstly, I know how wracking it can be to have to sit and wait for someone to comment on your work. I'm on pins and needles when I put something new up, but you need to just wait and see who shows up. If no one says anything after a week or so, then ask someone to stop in and say hi (usually a PM works well :wink:)

Secondly, I enjoyed these. They're fun. Which is exactly what limericks should be (did I spell that right? *looks around for someone who's spelling is better than her own*).

And just out of curiousity... Who IS mack merret?
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Thanks for coming, Dusky. Glad you liked them.

Well...I'm bored, is part of it. and the other part is trying to find an excuse NOT to get around to practicing...Oh wait. I already practiced. Whee! *relief*

I wrote the Mack Marret one in fourth/fifth grade. There was a boy whose name rhymes with Mack Marret who was in my class. He was annoying, then. He doesn't bug me as much now. But he did talk all the time, did his best to get under people's skin...and he would mimic everything you said, like a parot. I changed the name because I'm a nice person :wink: and if he ever (unlikely) came onto this site, I wouldn't want him to see the lymerick about him, although...maybe he would take it in good humor.

Which is exactly what limericks should be (did I spell that right? *looks around for someone who's spelling is better than her own*).
*shakes head vehemently and mouths "not me"*
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And the correct spelling is... LIMERICK. So I did spell it right... *smiles to self*
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Hee hee. I like them too.

I mean, they're not profound or life-altering or anything, but I like 'em. They're cute and definitely great material for have been written when you were ten or eleven.

Do you do prose now? Just wondering.
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I'm happy that you like 'em, Ari.

The first one may have been a little later. I may have been 12.

No, I don't write prose...I've always written short stories, mostly fantasy, and I've been trying to write something long...and I'm failing. I *cough* need to develope a good plot. But I'm making a commendable effort!

Um...what made you ask?
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Um... J. Haux... short stories ARE prose... just thought I'd mention that.
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*shrug*

Random Areida curiosity. Just a part of moi. :D
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children's books are prose? :? Please fill me in...
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dictionary.com says:

prose ( P )
n.
1. Ordinary speech or writing, without metrical structure.
2. Commonplace expression or quality.
3. Roman Catholic Church. A hymn of irregular meter sung before the Gospel.

I think that children's stories fall under 1. Unless we're talking about a Dr. Suess sort of thing.
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I looked it up before I answered the first time...and still didn't get it. *smacks forehead* Then I looked it up on a teacher's site, and now I understand. I think. :D

Oh my gosh, I KNEW this. Prose is anything that's not poetry! So yes, I don't write poetry now, I write prose. How embarrassing. :roll:
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Ooo... I love these poems!

My favorite is the first one (very clever, made me smile) but the second one is cool too. But the first one... awesomeness.
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I'm glad, Snoink!
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