Finish the limerick

WAYNEAS

Just trying to create a little humor.

Please keep it clean and coin related.

There once was a man from Nantucket
In his pocket was a gold Ducat
His mind was all in a tremor
To save it or to spend it was his dilemma

He showed it to a pretty haired girl
Who soon made it hers in a whirl

Please substitute your ending for the bold print or create your own.
Wayne

GRANDAM

There once was a man from Nantucket
In his pocket was a gold Ducat
His mind was all in a tremor
To save it or to spend it was his dilemma

He had to decide wether to slab it or not,,,,,
In his mind he was taught,,,,
To maximize his profit he did it.
But the grade did not meet,,,,,,
He cried out in defeat,,,
To heck with the ducat and pluck it

Walkerfan

When he saw what she had done
He took his coin back and told his feet: "RUN, RUN"!!
A coin won't cheat or lie
It will be always by his side.
He'll be happier and sane
with a higher profit and monetary gain!! LOL

abcde12345

Pa followed the pair to Pawtucket,
The man and the girl with the bucket;
And he said to the man,
He was welcome to Nan,
But as for the bucket, Pawtucket.
Then the pair followed Pa to Manhasset,
Where he still held the cash as an asset;
But Nan and the man
Stole the money and ran,
And as for the bucket, Manhasset.

astrorat

There once was a man from Nantucket
In his pocket was a gold Ducat

A joke he would play
on passersby through the day
'cuz on the street with glue he had stuck it!

CoinJunkie

There once was a man from Boston
Who put all he had into his Austin
He had room for his *$$
And a gallon of gas
But his ducats hung out and he lost 'em

TheMayor

There once was a man from Westminster
Who traded his Bust Half for malt liquor
He liked it enough
And parting was rough
But in his heart he just knew it won't sticker

CoinJunkie

Just wanted to note that in a proper limerick, the last line rhymes with the first two, such as:

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who carried in his pocket a gold Ducat
His mind was in a tremor
To save or spend, his dilemma
'Twas resolved when a thief did pluck it

keets

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who traded his Wife for a Ducat.
He turned up as dead
Face down in his bed
With the coin still where she had stuck it.

GRANDAM

@CoinJunkie said:
Just wanted to note that in a proper limerick, the last line rhymes with the first two, such as:

I did not know that and I revised mine to reflect this.

Justacommeman

There was once a guy on the Forum
Who searched coins to beat Boredom
He drove to the bank instead of a bourse
Grabbed a Starbucks of course
Now he pees while he sorts em

WAYNEAS

@CoinJunkie said:
Just wanted to note that in a proper limerick, the last line rhymes with the first two, such as:

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who carried in his pocket a gold Ducat
His mind was in a tremor
To save or spend, his dilemma
'Twas resolved when a thief did pluck it

but if I did that then I would be breaking my own rule to keep it clean

lkeigwin

Limericks are fun. But there are rules. The form is always a bit obscene.

The 1st, 2nd and 5th lines must not just rhyme but be three feet of three syllables. Three stressed evenly.
The 3rd and 4th lines rhyme and should be two feet of three syllables, ideally. Five total syllables instead of six is acceptable. Two evenly stressed.

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who traded his wife for a ducat
He turned up as dead
Face down in his bed
The coin in the place she had stuck it

Perfect. And obscene. Winner @keets!

Lance.

1Mike1

He called himself a collector
With his loupe and pocket protector
His pennies he rolled
To buy CAC approved gold
You’ll find him at the Coin star ejector

ricko

I was shopping for coins in Nantucket
When I came across a gold Ducat
It was shiny and clean
Deserving a bean
So I gave him some cash and I took it.
Cheers, RickO

rhedden

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who dug up an AU gold Ducat
His hands sure were shaking
But soon it was flaking
Gold plating right into his bucket

Good thing he found so many Lincolns
It got the deflated guy thinkin'
That now he could say,
"It's still a good day"
And buy a fine six-pack for drinkin'

CoinJunkie

@lkeigwin said:
Limericks are fun. But there are rules. The form is always a bit obscene.

The 1st, 2nd and 5th lines must not just rhyme but be three feet of three syllables. Three stressed evenly.
The 3rd and 4th lines rhyme and should be two feet of three syllables, ideally. Five total syllables instead of six is acceptable. Two evenly stressed.

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who traded his wife for a ducat
He turned up as dead
Face down in his bed
The coin in the place she had stuck it

There once was a man not named Peter
Who instructed the forum about meter
Well pay me a Ducat
Or I'll just say **** it
And keep cranking out limericks in the style of a verbose drunken Tweeter

Crypto

We had some of those on the pitch back in my rugby days

Onastone

There once was a man from Nantucket
In his pocket was a gold Ducat
His mind all in a tremor
Save or spend his dilemma
I offered a trade he said stuff it.

So then he thought he'd just sell it
for a fortune to some half wit
sent in for a high grade
thought he had it all made
but it came back a counterfeit.

thisnamztaken

Once a girl entered the bourse wearing jade
Who coin dealers thought a lovely maid
So cut her slack as they traded
When she claimed they over-graded
But once she'd left soon realized they'd been played.

dpoole

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who inherited one golden Ducat
One dealer low-balled him
(A price that appalled him)
So he kept it and told him to suck it.

WAYNEAS

Some great responses
Thanks

rhedden

Continuing my pseudo-limerick from above....

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who dug up an AU gold Ducat
His hands sure were shaking
But soon it was flaking
Gold plating right into his bucket

Good thing he found so many Lincolns
It got the deflated guy thinkin'
That now he could say,
"It's still a good day"
And buy a fine six-pack for drinkin'

The next day he sure felt depressed,
But got up and put on his vest
Got out his detector
And made a straight vector
Right back to the beach with such zest

That he missed the last traffic light
Heard sirens, and got in a fight
With a cop and his doggie
And ended up soggy
Concealed in a ditch out of sight

When Officer Friendly had left
He looked down with eyesight quite deft
In water so cold,
Shimmering gold!
The loot from a primeval theft!

He lifted a coin with his hands
Conceiving retirement plans
A nice crusty Unc!
These coins are not junk!
Doubloons in a rusty old can!

The counterstamp told the whole tale:
"EB" on each coin in the pail!
His mind started racing
The coins he'd been chasing!
...But then he woke up IN THE JAIL.

pursuitofliberty

There once was a man from Timbuktoo
He had an extra dollar or two
He went out a drinkin'
got caught up a thinkin'
and lost his change in the loo

WAYNEAS

still looking for some more good ones

CoinJunkie

There once was a collector of dimes
Who was also skillful with rhymes
He posted oft to the forum
And rarely did bore 'em
Though this may be one of those times

emeraldATV

Lu Lu had a Steamboat,
The Steamboat had a Bell,
Lu Lu went to heaven, The Steamboat went to...
Hello Operator, give me number 9,
and if you don't I'll kick you,... square in the,..
Behind the Iron Curtain there was a piece of glass, and if you go back there...
you will scratch your little ...ask me no more questions...
And I'll tell you know more lies...
That's what Lu Lu told me the night before she died.

thisnamztaken

An oldie but a goodie by CY Coben / Charles R. Grean - sung by Dinah Shore

(Refrain)
Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets

There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where he gave her a lecture
On horses and chickens and eggs
And told her that she had such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms
A girl that he wanted to take in his
Washing and ironing and then if she did
They could get married and raise lots of

Sweet violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets

The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she called her father and he called a
Taxi and got there before very long
'Cause some one was doin' his little girl
Right for a change and so that's why he said
If you marry her son, you're better off single
'Cause it's always been my belief
Marriage will bring a man nothing but

Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets

The farmer decided he'd wed anyway
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit which he purchased for only one buck
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch
A standin' and waitin' in front of the
End of the story which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his

Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets

keets

I don't claim to be an authority on limericks or even good at them, but some of the attempts by members in this thread are just pitiful and not really close. that's the challenging thing about this writing/rhyming style of pros. it goes like this:

da da da, da da da, da da da --- nine syllables.
da da da, da da da, da da da --- nine syllables.
da da da da da --- five syllables.
da da da da da --- five syllables.
da da da, da da da, da da da. --- nine syllables.

anything outside of that strict measure is just wrong, hence, the challenge of penning a good limerick. also, lines 1-2-5 must rhyme, and lines 3-4 must rhyme.

DoubleEagle59

There once was a man from Nantucket
In his pocket was a gold Ducat
His mind was all in a tremor
To save it or to spend it was his dilemma.............................

He realized his one true love Mary Smith and his cherished Ducat
Both were of a perfect creation,
'MS69' was their mutual designation.

Coinscratch

There once was a man from Mateo
Who could throw a ball to Diego
He moved to Tampa
So he could Stampa
Big hole in Mahomes' pendejo.