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As Normal As It’ll Get

Posted in limerick by maggie on 2011/03/05
As Normal As It'll Get
 

My limerick portfolio's spotty,
my wit insufficiently bawdy.
     Yet I can contrive it:
     just get to me private
where my normal's no worse than my naughty.

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  1. maggie said, on 2011/03/05 at 22:20

    do i ever write anything normal? i got challenged by my muse to write a limerick, as one way to maybe find out. limericks were never my strong suit and i’d be pretty content to let the one or two i’ve done before settle how weak i really am in that department. but one defies the wishes of one’s muse at one’s peril, doesn’t one? *grin*

    L, m

  2. maggie said, on 2011/03/07 at 15:43

     
     
           And traditional meanings within,
           I myself took me out for a spin.
                  There’s no way I can lose
                  having you as my muse! –
           It’s no shame riding you’s such a sin!

     
     
    sweet ruin, you! sweet sweet ruin

    Love, m

  3. maggie said, on 2011/03/07 at 16:01

     
     
         Limerick muse! Give me more! I want twenty
         thousand hundred and one. That’s as plenty
              as should do us some justice,
              should serve us, should lust us
         as I do my sweet verse cognoscenti!

     
     
    oh stab my heart with a kiss and put me out my misery. your limerick’s delights have been on my lips making me dance and sing all morning, intoxicated on your delicious tastes. this is what’s most normal for me: happy singing your words and feeling how they excite my own to come dance with yours

    Love, m

  4. maggie said, on 2011/03/09 at 15:33

     
     
            Like winter, a man’s nice to know, but
           some things just don’t know when to go. What
                  one need’s enough heat
                  that can season that meat
           as would cook up an adorable snowgut.
     
     
     

  5. maggie said, on 2011/03/14 at 14:26

     
            Most obvious of all my admissions
           is that here’s where I’ve no inhibitions:
                  when under the spell
                  of moonlight’s terzanelle,
           under’s one of my favorite positions.
     
     

  6. maggie said, on 2011/03/15 at 05:46

     
            And D? No, he won’t mind you checking
           and licking and probing and pecking
                  the shiny and shady
                  parts of his old lady.
           It’s only her honor you’re wrecking!
     
     

  7. maggie said, on 2011/04/11 at 06:30

    So congressional! So presidential!
    Not against, rather self-referential
           like the limerick itself,
           stored away on some shelf,
    is my head: shut down as non-essential.


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