[Louis940]

There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who prefered his sound signatures dark
He tried HF2's
But he just couldn't choose
Audiophilia's no walk in the park

 

[Louis940]

  Fairly interested in this meet, will probably be living in London area by then so might pop along if its convenient! 

 
London and Cambridge are pretty far apart, but its not too hard a journey. Less than 2 hours from Kings Cross or London Liverpool Street to Bar Hill.

 

[glassmonkey]

What do people think of compiling all these limericks into a little chap book? I think it would be fun for all who want it to have. We'd just need everyone's permission whose contributed to print one up. Authors could also be accredited by name or username if they wish.

 

[Louis940]

  What do people think of compiling all these limericks into a little chap book? I think it would be fun for Mark to have. We'd just need everyone's permission whose contributed to print one up. Authors could also be accredited by name or username if they wish.

 
Great idea. I think name and username, I've always wanted to be listed somewhere with an 'a.k.a.'  

 

 

[glassmonkey]

There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who often got pissed after dark
He got mighty frisky
With a couple o' whisky
And fondled the Queen Matriarch.

 

[glassmonkey]

There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who fondled the Queen Matriarch.
The Queen she saw red
And lopped of his head.
Don't fondle the mad Queen of Hearts!

 

[alvin sawdust]

Is this still the UK meet thread??

 

[glassmonkey]

Yes, sir, it is. There is a prize for writing limericks. I think it is on page 22. Join in! It's lots of fun. 

 It runs through Sunday.
 
The meet organizers are still around, so don't worry. 

 

[smial1966]

Good call. From tomorrow (08:00 GMT) limerick entries will be limited to one further go from those that have already submitted 10 attempts or more. Those that have submitted less than 5 attempts are free to continue until they reach 11 entries.

Is this still the UK meet thread??

 

[smial1966]

Tomorrow there will be a raffle update and more meet specific information.

 

[glassmonkey]

Good call. From tomorrow (08:00 GMT) limerick entries will be limited to one further go from those that have already submitted 10 attempts or more. Those that have submitted less than 5 attempts are free to continue until they reach 11 entries.

This is a very good call. I think everyone is tired of my limericks, and I hope more people will chime in once I'm done. There are infinite possibilities to explore in limerick form.
 
I hope some talented lyricists have a couple more in them. 

 

 

[glassmonkey]

If I've calculated right, this will make 34 limericks. Thanks for putting up with my incessant babbling on about aardvarks, farts, and pieces of electrical gadgetry. I've kept one aside for the last day. I hope there are some awesome ones coming up. There certainly have been so far!
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who flipped his pink Schwinn in the park.
His Sennheisers flew
And so did his shoe
And landed way down in the murk.
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who was balding from far too much work.
He bought chia seeds
And spread on the feed
And his head grew as green as a park.
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who travelled with Lewis and Clark
They thought on the surface
The Lou'siana purchase
Was lacking in Shimano parts.
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who had an old amp for a heart
A twist of his nipple
And sound waves would ripple
And find many holes to depart.
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Whose saddle was sewn to his arse.
They were quite fine stitches
That held on his britches
But they must be repaired when he farts.
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who pined for a French Matriarch.
He parted his hair
And conversed with care
But no man would she have, Joan of Arc.
 
There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who sang dirty tunes on the barque.
His piracy pleasure
Was stealing at leisure
Musicians from rich patriarchs.

 

[Takeanidea]

There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
With Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
Together they made for an unusual mix
Modded HD'S and go faster slicks
Til it went belly up in the park

 

[Takeanidea]

There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Whose bite was much worse than his bark
With no time to spare with a PB to score
He'd climb and he'd climb til his poor legs got sore
Come on back silly sod it's got dark!

 

[Takeanidea]

There was an endurance cyclist called Mark
Who lacked the occasional spark
Whilst speeding along
To an unusual song
He slipped into a ditch in the dark