Yep, my shiny 2003 Taylup Calendar informs me that today is Limerick Day!
Poetry for the common man, eponymously named after the Irish town, a limerick is a five-line poem in anapestic trimeter, renown for humorous and bawdy content. Go, limericks!
And no, I’m not going to torture anyone with my doggerel efforts. I ain’t no poet. But don’t let my reticence stop y’all!