Your urban limericks

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    St. Patrick's Day is coming, and we want to hear your urban limericks! Each year, Boston.com asks for your limericks that sum up Boston. A panel chooses the top 10 which make it into a gallery for St. Patrick's Day. Check out last year's winning limericks and submit your own below for this year's edition!
     
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    The ugliest building I've seen
    Would be uglier even if green
    They can't even sell it
    at night, should be not lit
    Yes City Hall Plaza's a scene
     
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    To me, the morning commute sums up Boston. Below is my limerick.

    Shivering outside, cold freezes my feet
    I see the bus! Maybe I'll get a seat?
    Ugh, line's out the door at Dunkies
    Iced coffee, skim, no sugar, please
    Melt snow! (So I can whine about the heat.)
     
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    Roses are Red

    Violets are Blue

    Which venue is hosting

    The boyos - U2
     
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    Come on boys lets have some clever comment
    'bout a parade that passes by locals on the pavement,
    who say with a sneer
    as they sip at their beer
    what's next, A Gay or Lesbian President!
     
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    There once was a young man called Mike
    Who traveled to work on his bike
    For a few more bucks
    He could queue with the trucks
    by driving his car on Mass Pike
     
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    A wind farm project on Cape Cod

    Was never quite given the nod

    The islanders knew

    It’be done with the view

    And we do like our oil from Riyadh

     
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    I once took a trip to South Boston,
    It was snowing some snow I got lost in,
    Instead of 7th and G,
    I was at Broadway and E,
    It's all good; I read a book about defrostin'

    (A very nice person suggested I enter this one, even though I think it's rather specialized. You have to know there's a library at that location in order to get the full effect.)
     
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    There once was a Mayor named Menino,
    When he spoke you had to hear the words in betweeno,
    Yes he sure mumbles,
    and Randy Moss fumbles,
    I think I'll just drink some more vino.

     
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    There once was a cowboy from Austin
    Who drove his ve*hick*le to Boston.
    When we said: "Paahk ya caah
    In Old Haahvid Yaahd"
    And gave him directions---we lost him.

    -Jeff Q
     
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    (Note: the famously perforated skull of Phineas Gage is on display at Harvard Medical School's Warren Anatomical Museum.)

    There once was a man named Phineas Gage,
    Who lived as a cog in th' Industrial Age.
    Neuroscience
    Begat reliance
    When a rod shot through his bony cage.

    -Jeff Q
     
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    I miss the highway overhead,

    The parks are too tiny in its stead.

    We need money for tolls,

    But spent it on holes.

    Now where do we put our dead?

     
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    The "Messiah" Promised us Hope
    He must be smoking the dope!
    It must be a Quirk,
    We're all Outta Work
    Better tell this to the Pope!
     
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    A neurotic girl from Jamaica Plain,
    Once kissed every man on a train,
    Saying, "My nerves it'll cure,
    But can I endure,
    The boredom of being too sane.
     
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    A young colleen from West Roxbury,
    On ale was loving and merry,
    She dallied with sin,
    On vodka and gin,
    But was rigid and frigid on sherry.
     
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    In March when St. Paddy’s happens
    The cold and the snow almost has beens
    We’re countin’ on Fenway
    What’s that joke? What’s a hen way?
    We love how our Varitek Cap’ns

     
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    There once was a gal from Alaska,
    Whose run for office was a disasta!
    So she called for a plumber,
    A self-serving comer,
    A replay of dumb and dumber.
     
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    I went to the door of my bank—
    Just a lock and a sign—my heart sank!
    "If it's money you wish,
    Find the building marked by a fish,
    'Cause the economy is now in the tank."
     
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    In Southie, they're playing the darts
    a common sight in these parts
    but go round the bend
    Down to the North End,
    and the italians will say Stu'gattz!

    (sorry to all my paisani... I've been dying to write a poem with Stu'cazzo in it. Not sure if it was worth it.)

     
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    Once stood a proud man in Boston blue
    Who enforced the law and lads' curfew

    Alas, "Erin Go Broke"
    As the Gov's scapegoat bloke

    Flagmen, Patrick's unsaintly miscue

    In N.Y. stood a Wall Street maven
    Gambled with all the cop's been savin'

    Dishonesty pays off
    If you're Bernie Madoff

    Union man finds no such safe haven
     
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    I met a leprachaun in Fenway.
    He asked me where he could stay.
    "Hotel prices are high,"
    I said with a sigh.
    But, with gold, he said he could pay.
     
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    The gnu's a bit shaggy, it's true,
    But well known and quite popular, too.
    In Hull he's adored,
    But in Southie they're bored,
    And frequently ask, "What's a gnu?"
     
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    [Quote]There once was a cowboy from Austin
    Who drove his ve*hick*le to Boston.
    When we said: "Paahk ya caah
    In Old Haahvid Yaahd"
    And gave him directions---we lost him.

    -Jeff Q[/Quote]


    That's a good one
     
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    One late night in middle March
    I recall earlier the bandleader's arch

    I was strolling through Thomas Park
    My heart so full of glee

    My heart was all aflutter
    as I lay down in the gutter
    when a pig came by and lay down by my side

    My heart was all aflutter
    as I laid there in the gutter
    When a woman passing by was heard to say

    "You can tell a man who boozes
    by the company he chooses . . ."
    And the pig got up and slowing walked away.
     
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    There once was a guy named Chuck Norris
    Who landed on the ground before us
    Would he slap us with his stick?
    Or try a roundhouse kick?
    In the end he decided to gore us.
     

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