Mod M - Blog Posts

The triangle demon named Bill Was decidedly weird, but quite chill Until Dipper and Mabel (Who’s name rhymes with “Schmabel”) Saved the Falls from the wrath of his will  - Mod M

There once were two brothers named Stan Until one wrecked the other one’s plan Which then led to a fight That left one out of sight And the other to run scams and scans  - Mod M

The boy known as Phineas Flynn Is notably lacking in chin But with his bro, Ferb (That duo’s superb) Each summer day’s surely a win  - Mod M

There once was a demon named King Who loved to collect lots of bling His friendship with Luz Started more as a truce But in time, ’twas to her he would cling  - Mod M

I know it’s a weird kind of wish But the linguist in me wants to dish On how spelling and sound Are so weirdly unbound I can argue the swimmer’s spelled “ghoti”  - Mod M

The trick to long paper's to write some fluff To make it seem relevant, cite some stuff (I in no way endorse such a method, of course) Then pray your professor won't sight your bluff  - Mod M

My apprentice is no longer sound I’m so sad that the brother I’ve found Is as lost as he is Since he was such a whiz But I tell him “I have the high ground”  - Mod M

On “The Owl House“, my fave is Amity Her emotional range runs the gamut-y And we all know her crush Upon Luz makes her blush If they’re not end game, that’s a calamity  - Mod M

About good queer rep, I have no qualm Which is why Owl House is the bomb aaaaaa AAAAAA That was my reaction to Grom :)  - Mod M

There’s a meme I continue cherish Even though it has aspects nightmarish A role-player, drowning, Received a cropped frowning Obama who uttered “then perish”  - Mod M

Four followers of an old tenet Want to coup me and think that they’ll win it The truth’s my political Power’s now critical So I tell them that “I am the senate”  - Mod M

We reckon this needs celebration! This started as just recreation But ever since then With you followers ten We say, on to yet more meme-iation!  - Mods E, M, and B

Well, we’re in an unfortunate sitch Since our senate is headed by Mitch He helps bougies seem queens So let’s build guillotines And, as Karl Marx said, “Eat the rich”  - Mods E, M, and B

I’m up much too late for my timezone And I’m quickly shoehorning in “crime zone”: I see a canine “Do not cross”, says the line (Perhaps I should stop using RhymeZone)  - Mod M

The man named Gaston loved to eat Breaking fast, he would have Mini Wheats But an empty container Made him a complainer Who’d throw it away and yell “Yeet!”  - Mod M

The game that I think is the best Is about a girl who's stressed There's mirrors, dream blocks, A grandma who mocks, And a mountain they all call Celeste  - Mod M

Reblogging as night turns to day, We beg and we hope and we pray For New XKit to giveth Before @staff taketh The few working features away  - Mod M

You think there's a limerick fandom? That's cute, but it's really too random And too niche an interest For any save Pinterest But lol we're not working in tandem -Mods E, M, B

The limerick ghost chose to haunt me Now near-perfect rhymes and lines daunt me I hoped rhyme dispersal Would spark curse reversal But freedom continues to taunt me  - Mod M

Verizon bought this, as they well might You’d think they would know how to sell, right? But they bought for a billion And sold for three million A non-fully-functioning hellsite  - Mods E, M, B

Two dactyls, then end with a trochee Same rhythm that rhymes against /əʊki/ Then two other rhymes In about half the time And you’ve earned your first limerick trophy  - Mod M

I used to have dreams where I’d frolic Through landscapes in space hyperbolic But I couldn’t reshape it To let me escape it I wonder if it was symbolic  - Mod M

If we missed a day we’d fall to sorrow And we’ve run out of time we can borrow We have chosen our task Which now leads me to ask The mods, “who wants to queue for tomorrow?”  - Mod M

I would guess that to you it’s a staple But to me, this invention’s a fable Since it’s three decades old (Or so I am told) My microwave lacks a turntable  - Mod M

He tells me his wife died, but she shouldn’t have Yet he doubts foul play. He asks, “whom could’ve pulled off something like this—” Interrupting, I hiss, “Mind your grammar, I think you mean ‘whomst’d’ve’”  - Mod M

I think, in the interest of fairness, Since the cis overestimate rareness Of nonbinary folks (Though we aren’t a hoax) We should all try to help raise awareness  - Mod M

Has your dashboard been feeling too hollow? In TikToks and memes do you wallow? A limerick a day Keeps the doctor away And that’s why you should give us a follow  - Mods E, M, and B

There once was a film about dreaming And mazes and corporate scheming The way they go under Will lead you to wonder If everything’s quite what it’s seeming  - Mod M

“Well, I normally would like to grapple this, But I’d rather just visit the chapel, miss” I’ll give you a heads up Those lines were the set up To force the rhyme “Indianapolis”  - Mod M

I’d like to compose off the cuff But limericks are sadly too tough Perfecting the timing And planning good rhyming Is already tricky enough - Mod M