Limerick Challenge Winners

Eileen Maley

I'm trying to rhyme the word "Vineyard";        
Thank goodness it isn't a sin word.
Unlike that Nantucket
Where oaths fill a bucket,
We keep our frustrations all inward.     

Beth Parker          

A man with no key to Quansoo
His paltry investments did rue
With portfolio tanked
That bright shining bank
Could only be reached by canoe.                                                 

Doug Brush          

When walking along Lucy Vincent
Some strollers are driven to wince. It's
true that the view
might be grand for a few                           
But for others .... well sometimes it isn't.

Allen Janger         

There was a West Tisbury lass                 
Whose hand always held a full glass;
She said I'm no Houdini,
But with my Martini,
I'm more than a bit upper-class.

Jonathan Revere         

An up-island damsel named May            
Held views quite decidedly fey;
"But," she said with a wink,
"I can't know what I think,
Until I have heard what I say.”

Eileen Maley

The Times says you're looking for rhymes;
The Gazette writes of wind power crimes;
The battle still rages
Between these news pages,
While the Broadside gets by on our dimes. 

Beth Parker  

 A Seven Gates gal came a-cropper
'cause Madoff had made her a pauper
 she whined and she yelped
 and fired all the help
 even her personal shopper.

Barbara Chandra                                                         

Six towns make our isle of MV                            
Of which we are proud as can be
While we govern as parts                          
We are whole in our hearts                      
The best kind of democracy

Doug Brush  

Anonymity-seeking film stars
Say "The Vineyard is best by far.
The locals don't stare                                 
when we walk through the Fair              
Could it be they don't care who we are?"

Paul Levine  

There is a very small tick                                      
Whose bite is merely a nick;    
We owe it to the deer                                              
Who brought it out here,                         
So that all of our tourists get sick.

Michael Sears      

While swimming offshore down Wasque                     
Our Annie saw something quite risky,
Between her and the beach
A shark's within reach.
Her exit was naturally frisky.

Brigitte Lent 

A Tisbury lad went out fishing;
At least that was what he was wishing;
But what do you bet
He found in his net                        
Was a lass with a tail all a-swishing.

Patricia Lee    

When visiting Sengekontacket
In only my Black Dog rain jacket
The mosquitoes seemed smitten.
Rapaciously bitten,
I left, unable to hack it.

Maureen Hall              

West Tis’ has a brand new Town Hall
But the Library's the best place of all.
Everyone has a smile,
You can read the whole while,
And you'll leave feeling fifty feet tall.