There once was a man...

Dudes diss poetry. Yes, that's a general statement. My son railed against rhythm and rhyme the other day despite my countering that the music he loves is nothing more than poetry (some pretty good, some lame to the uttermost).

I came across this limerick a few weeks back amidst Jay Nordlinger's Impromptus, his regular ramblings at National Review Online. The author was not cited. Limericks are indeed poetry. Most often comical. Often ribald. You could almost call them "groaners."

Anyway, it deposited some sunshine into the middle of my day.

There once was a poet named Todd
Whose meter was seriously flawed.
His limericks would tend
To come to an end
Suddenly.