Lymerick

There once was a thoughtful, wise fish
Who thought it was better to wish
He became a mermaid
Than to find himself laid
Deep-fried on a fisherman’s dish.

There once was a fish named Harry
Who tried his best to look scary
But he was too hasty
And the worm looked tasty
Just dangling there so contrary

While a worm writhes in pain on a hook
There are fish who’ll stop by for a look
And then one of them may
Choose to go all the way:
Free the worm and get sent to the cook.

There once was an earthworm named Dane
Who was on a hook, writhing in pain
Ain't that a B'
Sucks to be he
Down at his end of the food chain

From the food chain it’s fun to be free.
I would eat anything I might see.
In my mouth it all flows.
Out the back it all goes
Till the worms work their magic on me.

Worm tragedy
One day the worm was so ill
Neither hunger nor thirst did he feel
He lay on his bed
Until he was dead
He was buried at his will under a hill.

There once an idea called "food chain"
In its own way hubristically profane
What we've got here
It's really quite clear
Is the complete circle of life, it's plain

There once was a worm who asked why
On a hook in a brook he must die?
That’s a bad way to go
With those fish down below,
But I’m glad it was he and not I.

There was a young fellow named Arty
Who when to a Mexican party
Bean and cheese tacos
Chile bean nachos
He left when the air got too farty

A fart is a wonderful thing.
The air freshly tainted could bring
A thought to my nose
Since a fart’s not a rose
And a rose makes a nose want to sing.

Each breath comes in quest of some grail
With faith that the quest will not fail.
With passion unfurled
The warm, waiting world
Will beat with each breath we inhale.

There once was a fellow named Lou
Who was feeling low down and blue
His girlfriend Kim
Went and dumped him
'Cos much wind breakage he liked to do

Lou and Kim were a wonderful pair
Until Kim found a new guy somewhere.
So she blamed Lou for this
And for that, but the kiss
Of a new guy left Lou dumped out there.

My effort....

There once was a man called Bloom,
Whose story you've all read, I assume,
I'll give it a shot,
And I'll read the lot,
Before I end up in my tomb.


Hope you enjoy.

Nice one, johnnybloom. And welcome! I hope to read more.