A post over at the Juvenile Instructor is causing me to reflect on that most juvenile of poetic forms: the limerick. This has led me to write a couple of very bad limericks (inspired by our intrepid leader). They are both very bad. Keep that in mind.
Joseph Smith is now known as a Mormon
He told us all God was a ‘fore man
So swallow your pride
In your newly won bride
Prophet Joseph tells you to take four, man!
It is well known that Mormons love weddings
More peculiar’s the state of their beddings
While fashioned with silk
And cloths of that ilk
They’re best known for their multiple headings
That’s right. Cheap polygamy jokes that don’t even necessarily make sense find in limericks the perfect vehicle.
I say why limit this bounteous pleasure to myself. I invite all to post Mormon-themed limericks to their hearts content (just don’t actually mention Nantucket, if you know what I mean; we’s a family blog).