IT'S BACK! THE LIMERICK COMPETITION!

[The Legendary Shark]

Though us scribes bring life to this thread,
The Writing Comp has little cred,
We do our small part,
While, over at Art,
The cool kids are killing Judge Dredd.

[ming]

Said Waldo to the good Mister Quinch,
Astride a big bomb on a winch,
If I just pull this trigger,
Will it get any bigger?
Thermonuclear war is a cinch.

[ming]

On a time hopping bounty hunt number,
Wulf's y-fronts they did burst asunder,
Said ol' Johnny with pride,
As his eyes opened wide,
Mumble mumble something cucumber.

[Satanist]

There once was a dude called Sam Slade,
For the hunting of robots was paid,
Driven mad by pal Hoagy,
Denied a hit from his Stogie,
Then ruined while Millar tried out his trade.

[M.I.K.]

There once was a creature called Zombo,
With a secondary brain in his bumbo.
When eating ice cream,
He'd let out a scream,
'Cos it wasn't just his head that went numbo.

[JamesC]

There once was a writer called Mills,
Who made editors run for the hills,
He'd  shout all day long,
(It was called a Mills bomb),
I think now they've  prescribed him some pills.


Written from a position of immense respect for the subject.

[-MikeD-]

+++ Incoming Transmission From
The Tower of Utmost Nastiness +++

That bozo called Tharg makes us mad,
And we all hate his miserable rag.
It would be fantastic,
If he choked on his plastic.
Signed, The Dictators of Zrag.

Dredd it is said is a rock,
And so is Johnny the dog.
Well, we think they're wimps,
Leather-clad gimps.
And they stinks like a 'Geusian's jock.

Listen you Tooth reading freaks,
We've been swiping your proggies for weeks.
We tear out the pages,
To wipe up the traces.
But we sometimes get ink on our cheeks.

We once met a giant thrill-sucker...

(Sorry, Dictators, got to interrupt you there. Three's the limit!)

+++ End Transmission +++

[baef]

There was a young man named Sump,
Whose face resembled mashed rump,
But now he's at peak,
As Ugly is chic,
So get to his clinic, ya chump!

[mejustnow]

Ever since PJ was a wee baby
He's always been, well, kinda crazy.
Will Dredd catch the creep
Or will Peej make Joe weep?
Maybe not, but then again, maybe.

[M.I.K.]

A man with the name Otto Sump,
Had a face like a rotted tree stump.
His unfortunate features,
Were familial in nature,
Their original surname was Trump.

[Echidna]

In time, though Dredd's scowl became grimmer
His crime-fighting skills grew no dimmer
He still totters about
Going deaf, so he shouts
And beating up perps with his zimmer

[Woolly]

The Gronk got attacks of the heartses,
Whenever he heard massive fartses.
So if you do a trump,
The Gronk gets the hump,
And bites you in your private partses.

[Woolly]

Pre-apologies for this one...

Judge Dredd had been judging all night,
When he found that he needed a shite.
So he popped to the bog,
And crimped off a log,
Then went back to give perps a good fright.

[Woolly]

A droid who had made a mistake,
Was being assessed by Mek-Quake.
"Boss man want you dead!",
Said the kill-dozer's head,
As he mashed the poor droid with a rake.