
Limerick for Luhansk

On St. Patrick’s day we usually post a limerick. Mostly they are humorous, but not this year; as we link the situation in Eastern Europe to the story of the saint chasing all the snakes from Ireland. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick
(In Ireland, lass and lad are used regardless of age)
Wishing you a St. Patrick’s day weekend filled with limericks and laughter.
In October 2007 a number of Voice Dialogue teachers and friends gathered in Boulder to celebrate Hal’s 80th birthday and Sidra’s 70th birthday. I was honoured to be asked to write a theme poem, then Larry said, “But not a Limerick”. (Hal and Sidra Stone are the developers of Voice Dialogue, the psychology of selves VoiceDialogue.org)
THERE WAS A YOUNG POET NAMED JACK
There was a young poet named Jack
who wrote verse upon his wife’s back
It tickles she said
let’s go to the bed
And they were off to rhyme in the sack