"Luvericks" from the February OAKS contest

Post date: Mar 25, 2015 10:51:19 AM

By Acorne Oakley (and the several poets ofcourse)    

While cleanin my burrow....I happened ta run across a pile of neatly-folded papers.   Bein a lil curious I had ta stop cleanin, sit down and read what I must have folded and put away fer safe keepin....and then I saw them luvericks from the February OAKS!   OH my!!!

With all that's been goin on since then ...like Bullroarer Took Day, Lone Bards Nite at the Dragon, Miss Penina's Salmon Run, and all the yard parties...well ya no how I luv parties wit my friends...  

I plumb fergot about writin them all t'gether fer the Gazette....and that dear editor not once prodded me, believin I wood get ta it sumday soon....or maybee he fergot all about it two??

Well...I gots ta do this now...the cleanin will just have ta wait awhile longer!

Fer those who werent there....on February 23rd we in Oldfurlong along wit our visitin friends was treated ta a grand show wit the Evendim Hillbillies and their guest...the extra-special and my personal favorite... Miss Emylou Haggins.  We was treated ta music both lively and lovely...which made us smile and even brought a tear ta many a cheek wit all the luverly luv songs.   I must add my heartfelt thanks fer the special song Janco and Pete wrote fer me   *hugs ta ya both*Gettin back ta the pile of neatly-folded papers..here be many fine limericks smitted by the folks that nite!Like our only luverick from an eluf...Master Finsamidor:

Miss, my love is not as bitter as an orange onion

And that's not just my opinion.

You can ask any lass,

She'd tell: he'll pass.

So, please let me be your stallion.

And anuther from Master Everbrock:

Me old Gammer she suffers with bunions

Now me Gaffer he cured his own ones

So each night before bed

Every day since they wed

He scrubs her feet with ale and green onions

And one from an old gaffer Quillo who didnt quite remember the rules:

There once was a lass from Nantuckett

Who couldn't carry a tune in a bucket

She tried and tried to sing in pitch

But finally gave up and said,

     *** fateful pause ***

"Oh, drat!"

And anuther one from a member of the band..Janco:

I once gave my loved one an onion.

She then shared with me her opinion:

"I love you so much

 but only would touch

that thing as last food in a dungeon!"

Now ta the results of the luverick contest :

Third place was the fishin king himself...Master Ponso Pondhopper

A lass from Overhill way 

Was peeling an onion one day

Her beau saw her cry

And muttered 'Oh My!'

'I've upset her; I'd best go away!'

      Second place was the poem king himself...Master Simbo Rumblebelly

He gazed at the Lass's blue eyes

The Lad swore he'd love 'til he died

But not lips, nor her feet

That the Lad found so sweet

But how she baked onions in pies

First place was so difficult ta decide we had ta give three first place prizes!!!

1-- ya all no her ..ya all luv her..Miss Lina Willowwood:

There once was a young hobbit lad

Whose love life was tragic and bad

It just made him cry

As he said with a sigh

"My onion is making me sad!"

1-- a young lad named Hadosuld who be two shy ta let me put his poem in the paper tho I tried ta get it fer ya  *sighs*

1-- Miss Twynk  wit her 'double' luverick:

I calls this here limerick .....The Wicked Strong Onion

cuz...that’s wut it be about, uf course!!

There once were an onion so strong

That them minstrels had written a song

Cuz it surely did reek

Worse then cabbage er leeks

And the farmers knowed sumfin went wrong

As hard as they tugged it

And smacked it and dug it

It would not come loose from the ground

They could stand it no longer

"Til they found sumfin stronger

And fed it ter a skunk, they did!!!

            -the end-

Thanks ta everyone who entered..these be a mighty fine bunch of luvericks!!!

Warm hugs ta ya ..one and all,

Acorne Oakley