Contest Grand Prize
Marion,
I have a nice big Narnia poster. I wonder: would you like to give it away as part of some sort of contest on your blogsite?
Phil
Hmmm...a contest? Let's see...who can bake the best chocolate chip cookies? the best essay on "My Favorite Blogsite" or "My Favorite Pastor"?
I've got it! The best limerick with Phil in it. Entries must be in by 4:00 tomorrow afternoon. Email them to me at mclark@tenth.org. We are having a pastoral staff party tomorrow night. I'll read them then and let the group vote on the best.
A limerick is a five line poem. Here are examples to get the rhythm or steal ideas.
There was a tall preacher named Phil,
Who played basketball all day until,
His wife called him home,
And his hair she did comb,
Then made him sit down for a meal.
A preacher and his wife had five kids,
Who at the table would make bids,
To see who would get,
The parents to let,
Them drink their milk without lids.
Said Phil one Sunday to his church,
"I'm afraid I'm stuck in a lurch.
My sermon, you see,
Got stuck in a tree,
And there, alas, it does perch!"
I have a nice big Narnia poster. I wonder: would you like to give it away as part of some sort of contest on your blogsite?
Phil
Hmmm...a contest? Let's see...who can bake the best chocolate chip cookies? the best essay on "My Favorite Blogsite" or "My Favorite Pastor"?
I've got it! The best limerick with Phil in it. Entries must be in by 4:00 tomorrow afternoon. Email them to me at mclark@tenth.org. We are having a pastoral staff party tomorrow night. I'll read them then and let the group vote on the best.
A limerick is a five line poem. Here are examples to get the rhythm or steal ideas.
There was a tall preacher named Phil,
Who played basketball all day until,
His wife called him home,
And his hair she did comb,
Then made him sit down for a meal.
A preacher and his wife had five kids,
Who at the table would make bids,
To see who would get,
The parents to let,
Them drink their milk without lids.
Said Phil one Sunday to his church,
"I'm afraid I'm stuck in a lurch.
My sermon, you see,
Got stuck in a tree,
And there, alas, it does perch!"
posted by M Clark at 12/12/2005 10:05:00 AM
9 Comments:
"And his hair she did comb" !?!?
I do like the last on though -
There once was a man from Philadelphia
who preached the word for the health of ya
For the sake of your soul
and fill that God shaped hole
He said ask Jesus to be your Messiah
Best I could due on short notice.
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After Church we had lunch at Chik-PHIL-a,
being quite Spirit-PHILLED from the preaching that day.
For there was no mindless PHIL-osophies, only Christ-centered doxologies;
but the name of that preacher escapes me today.
from Danny Bombaro
Ok, not sure how good this is but here it goes.
Said Lisa and Phil to their kids
"Do not what the Bible forbids
look to the commandments
and obey your parents
and we will stop "flipping our lids"'
a good benchmark for limerick meter is this very famous sequence on the philosophy of the British Empiricists. Don't let Iamb sneak in!!
There was a young man who said, 'God,
Must find it extremely odd
That the sycamore tree
Simply ceases to be
When there's no one about in the quad.'
'Dear Sir, Your astonishment's odd;
I am always about in the quad:
And that's why the tree
Will continue to be,
Since observed by, Yours faithfully, God.'
I exhort you don't let Iambs sneak in!!
There is a tall man with five kids and a wife,
(One can only imagine the level of strife!)
But he studies quite hard,
(He's even known as a bard,)
And he preaches! His purpose? To show people LIFE!
There was a man called Phil-dog
Who said, "Throw on another Yule-Log"
For the holidays, they say
are more traditional this way
with chestnuts, a fire, and Egg-Nog.
Obviously, Limeriks are not my strong suit...
John Voorhis
I would like the following disclaimer read before my Limericks:
"John Voorhis hereby disavows any knowledge of, association with, or responsibility for these limericks (unless it is a winning entry, which isn't likely) since he was not of his right mind when he wrote them"
John Voorhis hereby disavows,
any responsibility up to now,
of the limericks he wrote,
but if he wins in the vote,
he surely will exclaim "Wow!"
OK, OK, engough of that.
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