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On the Discovery of High Noon and The Devil in a Glass Jar. (Limerick) by MacFrantic Whenever I think of the West
It reminds me of times of unrest
When a young, bleeding man
With a six-gun in hand
Harbors doubts that he's truly the best
I found Satan out in my yard
He demanded my soul I discard
I remained unafraid
For he threatened and brayed
From within his wee hell, tightly jarred
Up the ladder:
Drug Addict
Down the ladder:
Desperate Season
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Posted: May 5, 2004 7:41 AM PDT; Last modified: May 5, 2004 7:41 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.336177 Overall Rank: 3460 Comments:
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edpeterson @ 68.79.3.67
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5-May-04/8:02 AM
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I fail to see the connection between the two limericks, but I do not see a real need for connection... after all we can only post every 2 days. Funny limericks.
Help me with "tightly jarred"
Good ones, even with my confusion.
*jarred* means -put in a jar- I was simply going for the image of the devil demanding my soul from within a jar. Which reminds me.
"In England Smoky the Bear is not the forest fire prevention representative. They have Smacky the Frog. It's just like a bear, but it's a frog. I think it's a better system, I think we should adopt it. Because bears can be mean, but frogs are always cool. Never has there been a frog hopping toward me, and I thought ' man, I'd better play dead. Here comes that frog...' You never say here comes that frog in a nervous manner. It's always optimistic. Hey here comes that frog, al-right. Maybe he'll come near me so I can pet him, and stick him in a mayonnaise jar, with a stick and a leaf, to recreate what he's used to." - Mitch Hedburg (Hilarious
I'm sorry it wasn't you who wrote the frog thing. Just the name alone puts my asthma into overtime.
Obviously Mitch wasn't in Cedar Grove, TN for the 'Great Frog Attack of '76'.
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