𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫

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Australian poet, Dalai Lama, Formal poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞  𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫

Some Lama is now in the news.

It seems that he has some loose screws.

He did what? I see!

Well sonny if he

Says “Suck on my tongue!” Just refuse.

— D.N. O’Brien

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 “𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲!”

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Australian poet, Formal poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Rise of China

𝐓𝐡𝐞  𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭  𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 “𝐇𝐨𝐰  𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐞  𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲!”

How dare the Chinese grow so strong!

Fe fi fo! Fe fi fo! Fe fong!

Diminutive race!

They should know their place!

China number one? That’s so wrong!

— D.N. O’Brien

𝐌𝐨𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞

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Australian poet, Formal poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Moby Dick, Nord Stream Pipeline, poem, poetry

𝐌𝐨𝐛𝐲  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞

The latest theory has been hatched,

Of how the pipeline was despatched:

That to keep the Krauts cold

Those damned Russians, we’re told,

Sent a whale with explosives attached.

— D.N. O’Brien

𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

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Australian poet, Formal poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Nord Stream Pipeline, Occam's Razor, poem, poetry

𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

Confused by the spin and the lies?

You’ll find Occam’s Razor applies:

Look at motive and means.

Look at who spilled the beans.

Then it’s simple: the Yanks did it guys.

— D.N. O’Brien

Hit the road Jac!

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Australian poet, Jacinda Ardern New Zealand Prime Minister, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

𝐇𝐢𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝  𝐉𝐚𝐜!

She’s fallen — farewell Kiwi sister.

Goodbye, have her faithful fans kissed her.

She’d bit off far more

Than her impressive jaw

Could chew — so adieu communista.

— D.N. O’Brien

In the Army!

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Australian poet, Formal poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

𝐈𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐲!

You know what I’ve been thinking?

That soldiers’ balls are shrinking.

For in the ranks

They’re firing blanks,

And at each other winking.

— D.N. O’Brien

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡

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Australian poet, Covid madness, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡

Keep us in strict isolation,

And block skeptical information.

Close our borders — lock tight!

But don’t turn out the light!

For we are the terrified nation.

— D.N. O’Brien

𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕕

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Archibald Portrait Prize, limerick, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Postmodern art

𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕕

One needn’t have skill or be wise,

To take out the coveted prize;

But postmodern mates

And inherent traits

Admired by the judgemental eyes.

— D.N. O’Brien

Хлеб и цирки

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Bread and Circuses, Communism, Juvenal, limerick, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Russian revolution

Хлеб и цирки

Before they could tend to the rot,

The nobles were gulaged or shot.

And all things that were good,

And the crosses of wood —

Bread and circuses replaced the lot.

— D.N. O’Brien

Intensifying Peacefulness

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Defund the police, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Intensifying Peacefulness

As saintly protesters increase,

Diffused is the perfume of peace.

They’re such gentle souls,

With such peaceful goals.

Including “Defund the Police!”

— D.N. O’Brien