[FOsen]

Our local NPR radio station is hosting a political limerick contest.
Deadline is end-of-the-week. Prize is a . . . . mug. C'mon, you limericists!
Here's my two-cents:


Though the GOP feared its affair
Would be ruined if Isaac were there,
The storm didn’t foil it;
It's now in the toilet,
Thanks to Clint and a potty-mouthed chair.

Afraid for their ratings on cable,
The DNC thinks that it’s able
To outperform Clint,
But only by dint
Of Joe Biden shellacking a table.

[W.F. Lantry]

Let's see. Ryan?

Thematically, the best one is prion...

For irony, Orion (though he has a club, and not a bow). Mayan, lion, Hawaiian, Paraguayan, nitrogen ion. Life of Brian. Dyin'. Pryin'. Spyin'.

Is that enough for a limerick?

Thanks,

Bill

[Roger Slater]

His new nickname, apparently, is Lyin' Ryan, since he claimed to have run a marathon in "two hours and fifty something" minutes but the "something" turned out to have been an hour and ten minutes (i.e., his actual times was over four hours).

I had a Ryan limerick in the Salon.Com contest for Paul Ryan limericks a few weeks ago. I wonder how many other Paul Ryan limerick contests there will be?

[FOsen]

And Rosie Ruiz,
Said "Paulie, puhLeeez,"

See? The things practically write themselves.

[Allen Tice]

Bill, your on-line rhyming word application missed Pion, that is : the π0, π+, and π− mesons, two of which have masses of 139 electron votes.