These limericks were written at The Great Canadian Limerick Caper at Word on the Street, 2008. Participants used place names from Geist Maps of Canada for inspiration. The event was hosted by Ross Merriam, the publisher of Narwhal Magazine and a friend of Geist.
Shopping in Kits
Well, I thought I’d go shopping in Kits
For some comfy wintery mitts
I looked far and wide
Around from side to side
But I found only Lulu chicks
—Robin Ryan
A Kerrisdale Party
At a party I had to attend
“To Kerrisdale I’ve moved,” said my friend.
I asked her why, (and)
she said with a sigh,
“No hipsters with which to contend.”
—Mary Leighton
A Boy From Vancouver
There once was a boy from Vancouver
He thought himself quite the schmoozer
With hair slicked with oil
He’d visit the Royal
Where all he would do is hunt cougars
—Matthew Gruman
A Swell Garden on Mayne
There was a swell garden on Mayne
That was matured in sunshine and rain
But some deer on the roam
Jumped the fence round my home
Hard to garden and still remain sane
—Libbie
A Boy Named Noam
There once was a boy named Noam
Who went to jail for a poem
He loved it so true
Stuck to him like glue
And instead it really hut no one.
—Noam (4 years old)
A Young Woman From Bowen
There was a young woman from Bowen
Who decided to write a Zen Koan
She tried and she tried
Till she damn nearly died
And ended up writing a poem
—Kami Kane Tsuka
A Boat Held Fast in Garnish
His boat was held fast in Garnish
He turned and it sunk with a flourish
No one saw it sink
But he downed his drink
Because it wasn’t his to begin with
—Travis Dudfield
A Desperate Nun From Plum Coulee
A desperate nun from Plum Coulee
Was sure that her habit was “drooly”
When asked where she ate,
She replied “It was late,
And the waiter—well, he was ghouly!”
—D. Burger
A Man From Vancouver
There was a man from Vancouver,
. . . was trying to turn a new leaf over.
He tripped and he fell
thought he’d gone straight to hell
“Oh damn, this life’s like a hoover.”
—Siobhán Humston
A Dog Chased a Cat
A dog chased a cat a lot,
Until the day that he was caught,
He was collared,
And he hollered,
But the cat wished he was shot!
—Corey
A Girl From Calgary
There once was a girl from Calgary
Whose armpits were very hairy
It made men afraid
The hair she did braid
And got married in Glengarry
—Cathy Clarke