There once was a singer from Clyde Who swallowed six songs in one stride He tripped on a tune And howled at the moon While rhymes started slipping and sliding inside Tick-tock, tip-top, tongue in a twist Flip-flop, hip-hop, rhyme in a list Quick with the wick and the words that we spit Limerick lightning, I never will quit There once was a drummer named Lee Who drummed on a bumblebee’s knee The bee said “Hey man!” But he sped up his jam Now they buzz in a band in B-flat key She sells silly syllables, swiftly she sings Sifting through symphonies, slippery strings Bitter batter better bounce back fast Faster than a flittering, glittering blast There once was a poet so quick He rhymed every line in a flick With a twist of his tongue Ten songs he had sung Before you could say “cinnamon stick” Red leather, yellow leather, rhythm in flight Bright biting verses igniting the night Lively and lightly the lyrics collide Stacking up syllables side by side There once was a lad full of cheer Who rhymed every word he could hear From “pickle” to “plane” To “sunshine” and “rain” Now his limericks echo each year Quick trick, slick click, words intertwine Fast past, outlast, beat hits the line Tongue tied, don’t hide, let it all rip Limerick fever on a lyrical trip There once was a beat moving fast Too speedy for most to outlast But we doubled it up And filled every cup With rhymes that just blast and blast