Oh... a Lemon's a lemon,
Unless it's a demmon,
And <(X)>'s all I've got to say.

Kona's no moaner,
And def'nitly no groaner,
She just likes to play.

Cetus the fetus,
NOT known as Cletus,
The oldest jesteroonay,

He's been up and down,
And around and around,
But still doesn't know his way.

Poetry schmoetry
Limerickoetry
It's not quite how we pray

But its entertaining
And always amazing
And guess what? You don't have to pay.

The newsely board
Was clogged, and bored
The people of old Achae'

But then came the <(X)>
And Kona, two wemmen
To gladly brighten our day

With nonsensey rhyming
And no lack of pie men
And generally being sillay

But some got quite sick
And kicked up a fit
And so was this bored creatayd

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Lupar, in the year 354 AF.