Friday, January 11, 2008

Tim and Martha

Please accept my apologies for my lack of contact with the outside world of late, the hampster inside of our computer finally died. As a consolation prize I offer you this limeric based on a true event from my life...

I painted for a woman named Marsha
Who I have since worked for a lot
But upon our maiden adventure
Clearly my name she forgot
So then I decided to change HERS
When again she confused me with him
And when she told me her name was not Martha
I said “Yeah, well my fuckin’ name ain’t TIM!”

4 comments:

dave g. said...

sorry to hear, i coulda fixed it fer ya.

Anonymous said...

Great poem!
johan

Bobzilla said...

Poem, dear fellow, not limerick...

lim·er·ick      [lim-er-ik]
–noun
a kind of humorous verse of five lines, in which the first, second, and fifth lines rhyme with each other, and the third and fourth lines, which are shorter, form a rhymed couplet.

Ace said...

Uh, is this work copywrited yet?