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There once was a doll named Tina

Whose True Friend was Christina

To her bed she did take

After the scares she did make

Now she’s laughing like a hyena

There once was a dog named Colin.

Who ate like the goblins.

The goblins hated,

being compared.

as they were just dog-lean.

There once was a dog named Colin.

Who ate like the goblins.

The goblins hated,

being compared.

as they were just dog-lean.

A Prime Minister ought to have class.

Julia Gillard was given the arse.

Kevin Rudd copped flak,

But then he came back,

Now the whole Labor Party’s a farce.

There once was a Snake from Virginia,

Whose Art Lack was like a has-been-ya.

But the jibes and retorts,

Turned to prompts and supports,

“You gotta have more Creates in ya!” 

There once was a fellow named Groom

Whose Art lack was making a tomb.

Groom some zoom in the womb,

Get more voom in the room,

Your creating, ol’ man, gotta bloom!

I’m Daily Create Drill Sergeant Hulka

We’re here to make art, not do the polka.

Listen to what I say,

You will TDC each day,

Who can top me, step up here you suck hola-a.
Creative muscles are weak and flabby,

Excuses for skipping ds106 are shabby.

Stop facebooking and tweeting,

And Get yer blog  feeding.

Regular making of art makes you snazzy.
I may sound tough and a bit like a kook,

In the first few days you might want to puke.

Soon your GIFs are jumping

Creative flow pumping,

Like you will never feel in some silly MOOC.

There once was a poet named Byron

Whose words lured readers like sirens.

He traveled his legends,

Exposed truth and pretensions-

That mad, bad poet ‘Childe Harolde’.

The Daily Create is infamous
for its spontaneous creativity stimulus
So do it each day
You’ll enjoy the play
Don’t and you’ll face creative impotence.

Doogey Houser was a child MD

Who grew up to be the emcee

His kids are adorable

Barney is incorrigible

I hope NPH always hosts the Tony(s)

There once was a Canadian Prime Minister

Who was a controlling administrator

Who does he hate?

All Canadians at this rate!

Now doesn’t that seem downright sinister?

Talky Tina is a friend of mine.

Any place and any time.

      She can be so nice

      But now she is on ice.

Talky Tina is asleeping fine.

“Gershon Legman, who compiled the largest and most scholarly anthology, held that the true limerick as a folk form is always obscene, and cites similar opinions by Arnold Bennett and George Bernard Shaw,[5] describing the clean limerick as a “periodic fad and object of magazine contests, rarely rising above mediocrity.” From a folkloric point of view, the form is essentially transgressive; violation of taboo is part of its function.”
You can’t write a limerick clean,

All naughty parts must be seen.

You must leer at the Dick,

poke fun at his prick,

and at all costs be obscene.