Shamrock Shakes And Rhyming Poems ...

At my former place of employment, we had an annual limerick contest to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. My friend J. has informed me that this contest has begun. I imagine that since I am no longer a blue-checkered-shirt-wearing, video-script-writing banker girl, I am ineligible to compete. So, I am hosting my own competition. Anyone (and everyone, since my readership has dwindled) can post a limerick on the comments list of this page by no later than March 16. (Or, if you know my e-mail address, send it to me. But I am not posting that address here. Highly classified information should not be out and about on the World Wide Web.) On St. Patrick's Day, I will post the winning entries on my blog for all to read. AND there will be a fabulous prize: Shamrock Shakes. Now, I am aware that many (most) blog readers do not live near me. This will actually be beneficial, because I have not yet located these most delightful of green delicacies here. (Not for lack of trying. I went to two different places one day last week.) Anyway, those who live far away will receive coupons for Shamrock Shakes. So, enter my contest. Please!

Now, if you finished the seventh grade a long, long time ago and no longer remember how to write a limerick, you can relearn this skill on Wikipedia, or you can keep checking my blog for the next few days until I post a sample entry. The most important quality to remember (which you really should if you want to win) is that I only like poetry that rhymes. And since I am judging this little competition, my opinion is the law here ...