Licked by a Limerick

One year ago today I wrote a pair of drinking limericks. Why have I not written more limericks? 

  1. They’re work. Writing isn’t supposed to be work. 
  2. Well, see #1. 


There once was a girl in her bed
Who had a song stuck in her head. 
It wouldn’t come out,
She said with a pout. 
He laughed and said that’s what she said.