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You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'yell overused'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The em dash the em dash don't yell! Overused? Maybe so I can't tell. The surprise punctuation Provokes condemnation — Too much? I don't care what the hell. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'editor neck'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> When the editor's neck-deep in LACE, Bolts of final approvals to place, All the cut-work is set, Words embroidered on net, Even gros points defined with sheer grace. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'fallen flat'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Yes, your scheme's fallen flat. I shan't thank You for bringing me somewhere that's dank; This cave's damp, and it's dark, And too cold for a lark— Take me home! Look, my hair's gone all lank. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'moxie'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I had plenty of moxie and pluck When I borrowed to buy a new truck. Now a downturn in work Makes me feel like a jerk. Out of luck now, I can't make a buck. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'evil memories'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Evil memories came like a thief. They stole happiness, leaving me grief. Now my mind has gone blank — I have liquor to thank. To forgetfulness! Blessed relief. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'revenge'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> My brother got wasted one day, And I got my revenge where he lay: With two Chiclets well-placed, His front teeth were defaced, And I laughed at his bucktoothed display. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'eye dialect'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> There are eye dialect spellings galore: We know anyfink (anything) or Anybuddy, all you, And there's anyhoo, too — Just get weaving, come up with some more! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'grand nanny'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> When my daughter gave birth, that was fine. But she birthed many more in fact, nine. I was OK with granny, But never grand-nanny; To be merely a mother I pine. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'old bike'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "My old bike is the colour of poo; Can I have one in new two-tone blue?" "Sorry, son; soon enough You'll find life can be tough; An experience like this helps you through." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'ornithological nerd'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Wrote the ornithological nerd, "I describe a dimorphic new bird … Note the male is so small And the female so tall, When they mate, he's dispatched by a turd." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'bun'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> A bun goes 'round some kind of meat To make a traditional treat. If in it are clustered Some catsup and mustard, Some call that a meal you can't beat! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'king range'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The King's range of movement's one square, But just once, he's allowed a move where He can gain a safe nook, Leaping over a rook, And thus castled, he's safe in his lair. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'flash flooding'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> With no rain in three months and a day, We went down in the donga to pray. It was like a bad dream When a cloudburst upstream Caused flash flooding that swept us away. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'use fairly'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> To modify something, use fairly: As that's rather better than barely. If you said, "Fairly good", You would be understood, But "barely good"? hardly, or rarely! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'cadging'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Her cadging she wears like a badge. She's a moocher, my dear cousin Madge. Now she's "borrowed" my sable, My laptop, my table, And she also taught me how to cadge! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'coffee'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I'm hating this coffee I got; Gourmet it distinctly is not. From its flavor I'd flee But I hope it will be Analeptic, 'cause that hits the spot! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'tailor finesse'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> For a suit I was measured. My shape Stretched the tailor's finesse with the tape. Annotative mystique Was exposed by my peek At his notes: "Slightly stooped, like an ape." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'drones'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> In a cave, deep inside Tora-Bora, Raged Osama, denouncing the Torah. But the Lord on His throne, Thought, "I don't like your tone." ...Strange how drones really mess with one's aura. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'citified whiner'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Hey, buddy, we're no greasy spoon — So I think you should change your tune soon. No citified whiner Makes fun of our diner — Even if you can smell our spittoon. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'government'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> My government makes all the rules— Runs the court system, army, and schools. Some opponents are planning Rebellion while manning A counter officialdom. Fools! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'cruise liner'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> On a cruise liner bound for Dubai We were flogged by our host, Captain Bligh, And then screwed by the crew (Who explained this was new). We can't wait to go back in July. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'white line'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> If it happens one time out of nine, It is called enneatic; that's fine— Unless you're describing Your tries, post-imbibing, To walk down a highway's white line. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'accepter'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The accepter excels as a dad: No matter how errant his lad, That rapscallion of his, He will take him as is. Thus the good makes the best of the bad. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'pyroflatulence sport'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Pyroflatulence: sport I hold dear — It's my fave. When a lighter's held near My bare butt's anal vent And a flatus is sent, A blue angel flares up from my rear! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'rattrap'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> My rattrap's a tightly wound spring That reacts at the tiniest thing. An elastic new plastic, Its energy's spastic — Bats rats with a death-dealing ding! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'broke'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> When they broke a terrific sensation! Every concert a standing ovation! Quickly signed them to seal Their first five-album deal! (Fifth one sucked. Reason was: obligation.) <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'hold back'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Don't hold back! Go all out for it. Yell, "Up 'n' at 'em!" Spare nothing. Don't dwell On 'save some for reserve' (That spells 'losing your nerve'). Go for broke. No holds barred. Give 'em hell! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'push doors'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I am frequently down on all fours, Though I'll gladly stand up to push doors. With my paws on the ground, I'm a tough little hound, In position for opening drawers. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'professor eileen'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Piano professor Eileen Is articulatory in mien: Alexander technique Keeps her joints at their peak And her thinking both keen and serene. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'reflux'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Very often my stomach valve looses; Acrid reflux this sometimes produces. My taste buds get restive. Those secretions digestive Bring upchucks of harsh gastric juices. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'blue meatball'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> From the hostess, I wanted to hide. "Oh, your cooking's delicious," I lied. "Would you care for another Blue meatball?" (Oh, brother!) "No thank you, I'm good," I replied. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'young senator'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> A young senator jumped in the fray; He's the Democrat running today. Will this talented dark horse Who's steering a star course Be president? Many say nay. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'afterwhile'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "It is afterwhile (that's "later on") That I leave you, and then I'll be gone. You may miss me, but then I won't come back again", Read the note which was signed by Anon. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'chauvinist pig'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> You're defined by the men in your life With an overdependence that's rife. Clinging vines like you take A back seat, but you'll make, For a chauvinist pig, a fine wife. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'shar pei'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> A man brought his bitch to a bar, And was buying her beer (how bizarre!). When the customers stared, His Shar-Pei was prepared— And she sang as he played the guitar. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'banana squash'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The banana squash coloring's cream. These you bake or puree, even steam. They grow well in the sun; Be prepared, though, to run— If you bring one more box I will scream. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'booking fee'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> My budget is tight, and I see That your tickets are cheap, almost free. But I'll have to say "Nay— I'm unable to pay The additional 'small' booking fee". <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'hawking conjunctions'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Pete is hawking conjunctions in Dover. "It's an and job," he tells me, "moreover, If a sentence you'd splice, I've a but here that's nice — Ernest Hemingway had it left over." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'envisioned'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "Imagine," the man used to sing. What a dreamer he was, the poor thing. He envisioned new orders: No dogma, no borders, A world where compassion is king. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'mottled seed'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> A small mottled seed, known as chia, Is sold as a great panacea. It might be good, but It's too hard on my gut. Now I think I have oops diarrhea. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'spit'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> You'll have to excuse my friend Bob; I'm afraid he's a bit of a slob. Yes, he does tend to spit— As he might well admit, "When I've phlegm in my gob, then I flob. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'conservative fund'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "The bank with my trust fund has failed, And its managers ought to be jailed. Their 'conservative' fund Going broke has me stunned. I've gone bust!" Tom distrustfully wailed. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'height simply'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> A procedure oft given short shrift, Once it's mastered, is truly a gift. If you want to be light Or achieve greater height, Simply grab your own bootstraps and lift. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'asynergy bodily'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> With asynergy's bodily quirk, You might feel like a mighty big jerk Or a spasm or tic Might well do the trick Of permitting your body to work. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'green fuzz'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> This camembert's not merely old; It's gone floccose with patches of mold. It smells tempting—it does, But those lumps of green fuzz Put me off, and I'm not feeling bold. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'letter arrived'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Your letter arrived apropos (At an opportune time, doncha know). You advised me I'm rich The same day as that bitch Of a wife threw my ass in the snow. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'need makeup'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I don't get why a beautiful filly Like you should need makeup. It's silly. Your bare face is enough. You're already hot stuff, So embellishment's gilding the lily. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'sunnies'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> When fishing for sunnies, she squirms 'Til her brother and she come to terms. If he handles the bait, Then on him, she will wait— Thus he opens a whole can of worms. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'methren'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> For brothers, we sometimes say brethren, Yet more than one mother's not "methren". This irregular form Is so far from the norm, It's a plural unlike any ethren. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'decider george'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "But I'm the Decider...," George said, As he's master of all, in his head. Though we sought someone who We thought knew what to do, His decisions just filled us with dread. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'micrometer'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Your micrometer won't do the job; Pack the old eriometer, Bob. It can calibrate motes, Measure katydid throats And delimit the web of a cob. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'caducibranchiate'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Caducibranchiate? Here is the truth: Though I'm getting quite long in the tooth, I can still reminisce. And what most do I miss? It's the gills that I had in my youth. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'boxing glove'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> A boxing glove covers the fist Of a boxer, right up to the wrist. It is one of a pair Today's pugilists wear, Now that bare-knuckle fights don't exist. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'scrape rub'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> She screamed, "Make yourself useful, you ape!" (His two functions in life: bow and scrape.) "Rub my feet! Scratch my back! Hurry, get me a snack! Clean the living room! Peel me a grape!!" <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'black grama'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Black grama's American grass That is eaten by cattle. Alas, They produce milk and meat, But these cattle excrete A destructive intestinal gas. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'eight shillings'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> When I say that a thing's worth a bean, One guinea's the value I mean. That's a bob plus a pound, Or (another way round), It's eight shillings increased by thirteen. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'mole'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I have a big mole on my beezer (Though mum calls the latter my sneezer), So I've had it removed: All the men disapproved Of its hair that I plucked with a tweezer. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'deliverance dashed'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Every rampart around us is smashed And our hopes of deliverance dashed. Now defenceless, exposed, With escape routes all closed, And no weapons, we stand to get thrashed. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'pasha preferred'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Consider the Turkish bashaw. His title has many a flaw. It's a word not much heard Because pasha's preferred, And his ranking's, now, not worth a straw. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'sired'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> When offspring are gonna be sired, Both female and male are required. With just one or the other, There's no father nor mother. Needing both: how our species is wired. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'tepid beer'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Tepid beer? No, I'd soon have my fill. In the fridge there's a pil put to chill. With the cans put on ice, They will surely entice. (Out at camp there's a cool-running rill.) <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'crucify'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "You can put me to death on the cross, Though to crucify me is no loss, But a gain," Jesus said. "By all means, go ahead. A religion will start, says the Boss." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'beam'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> What's the beam of a ship? It's how wide Such a vessel is spread side to side. If your boat has a beam That is big, it would seem With great cargo space you've been supplied. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'feed'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> As my farm grew increasingly grassful, My ass got exceedingly massful. He's a fatfuller beast Since his feast has increased, But I still need to feed him an assful. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'bob dylan'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Bob Dylan, true voice of this land, Had some beers with his backing group planned. But the barman said, "Bob, It would cost me my job To serve drinks to the Bard and the Band." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'hillfort defences'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> This old hillfort's defences are great — Any would-be attacker should wait. It's impregnable, as It's bivallate, so has Not just one ditch but two (and a gate). <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'get dressed'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Hurry up and get dressed! Don't delay! Get a move on! You really can't stay. I sure hope you're in shape; Take the fire escape 'Cause my husband is headed this way. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'stereo sound'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> If your left channel leaks to the right, And the right to the left, as it might, Then your stereo sound Won't be quite "in the round" Because cross-talk has ruined it, quite. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'dipteran two'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> For the dipteran ("two-winger") fly, Using halteres is what they must try, For without them around They'd just stay on the ground; With these balancers, two wings soar high. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'thou couldst'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> In the old days, as now, "Yes, you can" Meant "You're able" for woman or man. What is now understood As the past tense, "You could," Was "Thou couldst" when old spinning wheels span. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'lose weight'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> My body image isn't so great— I think that I need to lose weight. A vision, idealized, Of slimness unrealized Is why I feel guilt with each plate. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'concert grand'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Near the hearth and the large concert grand, Perched on top of the elegant stand, A clock with two faces Flanks six candles and vases. All this garniture's fashioned by hand. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'foster parents'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Foster parents who act with discretion And avoid any hint of oppression Can engender success. Loving care, I would guess, Often lessens the chance of transgression. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'breakfast rather'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I don't breakfast. I'd rather just munch, Then a nice barley sandwich for lunch. And a second cold beer As the evening draws near, Then I eat: pickled pigs' feet and punch. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'hounds'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The most noble of hounds is the beagle, With his tri-colored coat, oh, so regal. But obedience school?! No, he follows this rule: "Whatsoever's not punished is legal." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'amusement rides'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I tried to impress a nice girl — Though amusement rides make my hair curl, Found a centrifuge: "Gee! Let's climb in and you'll see It's a ride that is out of this whirl!" <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'stinky cheese'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> This is all mush and milk, if you please! A slight puff, not a really stiff breeze! With constant reworking, And picking, and clerking, It's bland—my once strong, stinky cheese! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'crow pheasant'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Badly named by the Raj long ago (Army officers what do they know?) It's a bird, the crow pheasant, Its flesh is unpleasant, And isn't a pheasant or crow. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'maximum stress'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "You've established the maximum stress. Now it's cracked, just like me. I confess The fatigue limit's found," Said his mum, as she frowned, "So please clean up this terrible mess." <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'alluvial land'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I'm thinking of buying a sliver Of alluvial land by the river. As bottomland's pricing Is low and enticing, The prospect is making me quiver. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'bdelygmia hatred'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Though I really don't want to intrude, Your bdelygmia (hatred of food) Is a shame, I must say, For you're wasting away From the meals you've completely eschewed. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'acataleptic'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Overhearing the thoughts of a nerd, I couldn't absorb what I heard. Things acataleptic Just make me dyspeptic. I registered nary a word. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'aztechnology bypassed'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> If an Aztec should suddenly feel Like popping downtown for a meal Of tamales and maize, Why, the trip could take days— Aztechnology bypassed the wheel. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'conics'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Cut a cone with a plane. All agree Where the two intersect one can see Different curves are defined. These in maths are assigned The term conics. Let's look at all three. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'chiefdom'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I am master of this, my domain. Here I rule: they don't dare pull my chain. I'm the lord of my chiefdom, The chief of my fiefdom. As Attendant (Gents' Toilets), I reign. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'crab imperial'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> To crab meat, add bread crumbs (not cereal), Then a touch of Old Bay (just ethereal); Mix mayonnaise in, Let the baking begin; When it's done, crown it thus: crab imperial. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'exfoliant'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> An exfoliant, spread on the skin, Helps the dead layer peel, and within Are the shiny and new Cells of skin. Sadly, you Are still left with that wobbly chin. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'cravings'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Every hour of the night she is pleading For me to deliver a feeding. But by day she'll disperse Her cravings to nurse. A vacation I'm utterly needing! <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'cardiopathy causing'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The source of the problem was plain. Cardiopathy, causing his pain, Was from drinking too much Beer and whiskey, and such; So from booze he would have to abstain. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'sir gallant'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Sir Gallant, though feared by his foes, Loved the ladies a gent to his toes. So imagine his plight When he met a girl knight: With chivalric wires crossed he just froze. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'anode'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> An anion carries a charge, And the cations come to enlarge It by forming a cluster Like a covering lustre, Moving straight to the anode side's marge. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'black fungus'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I really don't think you should eat The black fungus that's grown on that wheat. It is ergot and it Can cause seizure and fit — Ergotism (and gangrenous feet!) <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'dan'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> An unhappy man known as Dan Said, "I'm altering all that I can. Change my clothes, hair and weight, My home, job and state, And from now on please call me Diane!" <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'irreverent'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> You're irreverent! Show some decorum. Nobel laureates speak at this forum. You're all flippancy, sass— A damned pain in the ass, And a board member short of a quorum. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'size vogue'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Haunting gauntness on haughty display; Toothpick arms, matchstick legs that sashay: Human coathangers strut. Fashionistas rule, but Is this catwalk size 1 vogue OK? <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'limbs'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> The shaft of a pillar is known (Like the principal part of a bone) As a body. That said, Are there limbs? Or a head? Is it best I just leave this alone? <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'clumsy'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> I'm always so clumsy! I sanded My table to dust, then expanded My bungling: misspoke; Said my wife made me choke. In crafts and in love I'm ham-handed. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'candlelit dinner'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Though this candlelit dinner might thrill, With a promise of romance to fill, The room's only dingy And dark 'cause I'm stingy: Unpaid electricity bill. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'drink'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> Find your wallet, the bar is just there; Do the honours, for you're in the chair. We have all bought a drink Except you, so we think It's your round, if we're all to stay square. <LIMERICK_END>

You are a master poet. Your task is to compose a limerick. The topic is 'aunt emily'. Start your limerick now. <LIMERICK_START> "I'm embarrassed, abashed, blushing red," Aunt Emily shamefacedly said When one morning, a friend Went and filmed her rear end— It was Auntie Em bare-assed in bed. <LIMERICK_END>