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Post by maggiethecat on Nov 3, 2006 13:10:07 GMT -5
Welcome to the Demented Limerick Writer's Club, inuvik, and very good!  Another from The Pilot . . . Our Jim is by no means a shy man
Especially when questioning Lyman. Though it wasn’t quite fair
When he used his own hair —
You want homicides closed? Say, this guy can! |
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Post by Duchess of Lashes on Nov 3, 2006 15:42:39 GMT -5
Nice to have you back Inuvik and welcome Mouse! We just might have full member involvement yet! It's been a while since I've written one too - but I watched Fancy Footwork again last night and well, this just kind of came to me:  The day finally came when it had to be done,
He knew it was time to give up his gun.
Good-bye was a touch;
He'd let go of so much.
But he’d still be a cop without one. |
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Post by maggiethecat on Nov 3, 2006 17:06:32 GMT -5
You go, longlashes! The direct simplicity of it is quite lovely, and the caps just add to the mood. Speaking of screencaps (Oh, Jeez, here she goes again.  ), karma awaits if you post a cap of the moment when the bullet scores across Jim's temple jerking his head back. With all we have in our Photobucket account, I couldn't find that one . . . and it's the right illustration for a limerick I'm waiting to post. I know. I'm pathetic.  Now that you're posting limericks again, I hope you know we will not let you stop. ;D |
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Post by mlm828 on Nov 3, 2006 17:13:38 GMT -5
Somehow, the reference to the Demented Limerick Writers Club reminded me of Warren Doyle's line, "I have a sickness" which --oh, no! -- inspired a limerick! "Don't hit me," Doyle said, "It's a sickness."
He thought he could give Jim the business.
But Jim wasn't buying,
The punches went flying,
Leaving Doyle in a state to confess. |
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Post by maggiethecat on Nov 3, 2006 17:24:36 GMT -5
Hey, mlm88, everything inspires a limerick. Case in point . . . We all know Ron Eldard can act.
Jury's in: It's a matter of fact.
But I always have thought,
What's up with this shot?
Why didn't his pupils contract? Seriously, your pupils automatically adjust on opening your eyes. Ah-hah! Bet they reversed the film -- he started with his eyes open and adjusted to the lighting, then he closed 'em. |
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Post by rducasey on Nov 3, 2006 20:04:55 GMT -5
OK Mouse, I'm going to add those screencaps to your great limericks. There once was a canine named Hank He came after that day at the bank The drug dealers they stole him And none could console Jim But he was set loose cause his doggy breath stank  An Ode to the Choke-hold He practiced Judo, Ju-jitsu, Kung Fu Like most bad ass cops like to do But when a thief took his gun And then went on the run Jim was choking the wrong reveler blue  There once was a cop from Redhook He dressed always by the book But he wooed a fashion maven For his tryst she forgave him Now Jim Dunbar's got the look.  |
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Post by Duchess of Lashes on Nov 3, 2006 20:10:14 GMT -5
You go, longlashes! The direct simplicity of it is quite lovely, and the caps just add to the mood. Speaking of screencaps (Oh, Jeez, here she goes again. ), karma awaits if you post a cap of the moment when the bullet scores across Jim's temple jerking his head back. With all we have in our Photobucket account, I couldn't find that one . . . and it's the right illustration for a limerick I'm waiting to post. I know. I'm pathetic. Now that you're posting limericks again, I hope you know we will not let you stop. ;D Oh, Maggie....  Psssssst.....it's in the Pilot Folder in the Photobucket. Now bring on the Limerick, you Goddess of rhyme! |
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Post by bjobsessed on Nov 3, 2006 20:55:09 GMT -5
ok. I've been reading this for days now and you've sucked me in to giving it a try. Here goes. 
Dunbar to the gym went a dashing
To give his idol a tongue lashing
Instead we found that Jim was no hag
With that sweet punching bag
In fact he was really quite smashing! |
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Post by rducasey on Nov 3, 2006 21:19:16 GMT -5
Anita, good job! Karma for jumping in. The water's fine. And funny, great minds think alike. I was thinking of going back to that punching bag with Jimmy too. Jim Dunbar looks marvelous in blue-
Or in any other color that's true.
But would someone tell him
When you work out at the gym.
You shouldn't look like you stepped out of GQ. |
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Post by bjobsessed on Nov 3, 2006 21:32:53 GMT -5
Funny how that is--I would never have expected you to go back to the punching bag!  Love yours as always. You are the queen! |
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Post by maggiethecat on Nov 4, 2006 0:06:45 GMT -5
Oh, Maggie . . . it's in the Pilot Folder in the Photobucket. Now bring on the Limerick, you Goddess of rhyme! Obviously I spend so much time writing limericks about Jim Dunbar that it's starting to affect my vision. Here it is, longlashes, just for you . . . Kevlar-clad, the fierce gunman reloads.
Quick to act -- although trapped -- Dunbar goads
Terry on. "Take the shot!"
But a moment white-hot
Changes all . . . as the bullet explodes. |
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Post by dogma on Nov 4, 2006 0:44:40 GMT -5
Oh, Maggie . . . it's in the Pilot Folder in the Photobucket. Now bring on the Limerick, you Goddess of rhyme! Obviously I spend so much time writing limericks about Jim Dunbar that it's starting to affect my vision. Here it is, longlashes, just for you . . . Kevlar-clad, the fierce gunman reloads.
Quick to act -- although trapped -- Dunbar goads
Terry on. "Take the shot!"
But a moment white-hot
Changes all . . . as the bullet explodes.jim dunbar took one to the head he was not one for laying in bed as he stood firm on his feet he swore the bad men he'll beat and he did so till their kidneys bled |
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Post by Katryna on Nov 4, 2006 5:38:52 GMT -5
To lovely Gettysburg today I must go
as the group of limerick writers does grow.
All now see how much fun
It can be to write one.
I'll rejoin them on my return, this I know!
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Post by Duchess of Lashes on Nov 4, 2006 7:06:14 GMT -5
Ooooooooooooo! Maggie - I think that's the best one yet, and they've all been incredible. And Kathy, you rhyme about your day trip to beautiful Gettysburg (enjoy!) and I woke this morning to find that I must do the same, however badly....Who started this limerick obsession anyway? Inuvik, wasn't it? Karma to you! So, it's off to Richmond I go,
To see Frangoulis- it's Greek don't you know!
To hear the man sing,
Will surely tears bring,
His voice seems to move me just so! Of couse, it doesn't hurt that with him,
In good looks, he rivals our Jim,
He could grace that GQ,
Like most gorgeous men do.
Oh! just twelve hours til those theatre lights dim! |
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Post by maggiethecat on Nov 4, 2006 9:44:49 GMT -5
This is just more fun than eating peanuts -- and thanks, longlashes and Kathy, for keeping us up on your doings through limericks.  There will be more here for you on your return, I'm sure! |
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), karma awaits if you post a cap of the moment when the bullet scores across Jim's temple jerking his head back. With all we have in our Photobucket account, I couldn't find that one . . . and it's the right illustration for a limerick I'm waiting to post.
Love yours as always. You are the queen!
