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Monday, July 6, 2009

The p3 guest limericks

This morning's Oregon news limericks, as written by me, read by quizmaster TJ of Loaded Orygun, and answered (usually) by Carl, Christine,and Paul on the KPOJ 620AM Morning Show, are posted at LO.

Unfortunately, so careful and precise was our planning that we didn't end up with any "lost limericks" left over this week to use here, so we're proud to present instead these fugacious tributes to the weekend demise of the governor of Alaska, written by guest limericist and long-time p3 correspondent Barbara (who's probably already updated her résumé--she's just that good):

The Palin announcement is curious,
The reasons suspiciously spurious,
Her ethics aren’t trusted,
Her budget is busted,
I think she just quit ‘cause she’s furious.


The Palin report sparked a chorus
Of pundits who asked “What’s before us?”
Will she mount a campaign,
Make talk shows her domain?
Or perhaps she’ll just watch Russia for us.


Monday, July 27, 2009

Lost (and found) limericks

As you may (or may not) have noticed, there was no "Spanning the State" on KPOJ today, but nature abhors a limerick vacuum. So, as a special treat, longtime p3 friend and aesthetics beat contributor Barbara--Deadline Poet, Princess of Puns, Ninja of Nonsense Verse, and Queen of Anapestic Meter--has generously contributed these gems, drawn from the week's news, to plug the p3 poesy gap this week:

Public option or status quo plan?
Let’s debase the debate, to a man,
So the voters won’t notice
We’re hedging, and vote us
Out on our proverbial can.


We trusted the late Walter Cronkite,
Because he made sure he got news right.
Seeking truth, not his glory,
He just told us the story--
Unlike some whom we now hear each weeknight.


To the moon? Well, we’ve already been there.
To go back? Some incline; some say, “Elsewhere!”
So--go back, or try Mars?
(Just think: Pubs called “Mars Bars.”)
Either’s easier than fixing our healthcare.

And wherever she is tonight, I know that Barbara is especially proud of "Mars Bars."