Thoughtful Thursday: Fantasy Limericks!

Over a year ago we had our first Fantasy Limerick Contest. Let’s try it again!
Put your rhyming cap on and do us the favor of summarizing a favorite (or not so favorite) fantasy book or series in the traditional limerick style:fantasy and science fiction book reviews

  • Five lines. Lines 1, 2, and five rhyme together, lines 3 and 4 make their own rhyme.
  • We won’t worry too much about meter. And let’s ignore all those elves from Nantucket.

Your limerick must be written by you for this contest (not published elsewhere). Here’s one to get you started:

There once was a hobbit who lived in a hole
Eschewing adventure and smoking a bowl.
Fourteen dwarves came to call
And off he went to the dragon’s hall
Returning with a ring he stole.

The creator of our favorite limerick wins a book from our stacks.


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BILL CAPOSSERE, who's been with us since June 2007, lives in Rochester NY, where he is an English adjunct by day and a writer by night. His essays and stories have appeared in Colorado Review, Rosebud, Alaska Quarterly, and other literary journals, along with a few anthologies, and been recognized in the "Notable Essays" section of Best American Essays. His children's work has appeared in several magazines, while his plays have been given stage readings at GEVA Theatre and Bristol Valley Playhouse. When he's not writing, reading, reviewing, or teaching, he can usually be found with his wife and son on the frisbee golf course or the ultimate frisbee field.

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11 comments

  1. He was trying very hard to be a good man
    But things never go according to plan
    His fingers count nine
    Yet he holds his blade fine
    It’d be wise to run while you can.

    About the brutal Northman – Logan Nine Fingers from Joe Abercrombie’s First Law Trilogy.

  2. Sir Read-a-Lot /

    It doesn’t matter where you are at,
    they have the power to make you go splat;
    so beware the Long Price,
    for it sure won’t be nice;
    what you pay when you summon the Andat.

  3. Melanie Goldmund /

    Here’s one for the book I’m currently re-reading, The Iron Jackal, by Chris Wooding.

    There once was a captain named Darian,
    got a curse from a sword he was carryin’.
    Though a daemon pursued him
    and no women wooed him,
    he survived with no need for buryin’.

  4. April /

    Already intimidated by the competition! Oh well, here’s mine:

    There are werewolves and vampires in the street
    Demons, faeries and wizards you could meet
    But the best there is
    Is the Chicago Wiz
    Who defeats them all to keep you in your seat.

  5. A red headed Edema Ruh
    Could play lute and do sympathy too
    But he angered a noble
    Who went all Chernobyl
    Could his Arcanum days be all through?

    The Name of the Wind, Patrick Rothfuss

  6. Locke Lamora’s just a big ham,
    Don’t let him pour you a dram,
    Of fine, rare old brandy,
    From that cask that’s so handy
    Or you’ll wake up as part of his scam.

  7. Miles Vorkosigan stands four foot nine
    and he lives with a kink in his spine.
    So he needs some support,
    but you can’t sell him short.
    ‘Cause his wits? They are working just fine.

  8. Wolf Lahti /

    The Sad Saga of Smeagol the Stoor

    There once was a Stoor-fellow Smeagol
    who had a young friend name of Deagol.
    Deagol had found a ring– ‘Twas a beautiful thing.
    For rings, Smeagol’s eyes were like eagles’.

    Smeagol’s birthday it happened to be,
    and he wanted the ring, don’t you see?
    “I gave you a present”, Deagol said in resentment;
    “You can’t have it–I found it for me.”

    Smeagol wanted the ring very bad,
    and at Deagol he got very mad.
    So he choked out his life –What a piteous strife!–
    But the marvelous ring he now had.

    When he put on the ring, to his glee
    he found no one could see him. O gee!
    So he bit the Stoors’ toes and caused numerous woes.
    None liked him–a sad way to be.

    So to Misty Mountains he crept,
    and always in black darkness he slept.
    He ate only raw fish–none too tasty a dish–
    but the marvelous ring he still kept.

    One day Bilbo came from the Shire
    into a situation most dire.
    He found poor Smeagol’s lake; the One Ring he did take.
    Smeagol’s eyes, they burnt like a fierce fire.

    “Thief! Baggins, we hates it forever!”
    Smeagol cried, giving up his endeavor.
    His Precious was lost. ‘Twas a terrible cost.
    “I will leave my dark lake”, he said, “never!”

  9. I knew a man named Robin Hood
    Who fought as well as he should.
    He loved King Rick
    Without a trick
    In the merry old shire of Sherwood.

  10. Wolf Lahti, if you live in the USA, you win a book of your choice from our stacks.
    Please contact me (Marion) with your choice and a US address. Happy reading!

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