Mick Twister is an anagram of Twitmericks.
Mick writes limericks about the news on Twitter, pretty much daily, as @twitmericks. These are also reproduced below, with links to the relevant news stories.
He is the author of There Was an Old Geezer Called Caesar: A History of the World in 100 Limericks (Anova, 2013) and There Once Was a Man with Six Wives: Kings and Queens in Limericks (Pavilion, 2017)
He writes limericks with a biblical theme for the quarterly 197 Piccadilly magazine. http://www.sjp.org.uk/uploads/1/6/5/7/16572376/____pp197_autumn_2013smaller.pdf
An Aussie put magnets in place/
To stop him from touching his face;/
Magnetic force kept ’em/
Stuck fast to his septum,/
And left him a hospital case.///
Some specialist retailing hubs/
Donated disposable scrubs/
More usually seen/
In medical fetishist clubs.///
The government says it will do
Whatever it takes to subdue
This awful pandemic,
But drop the polemic
And work alongside the EU.
There is an old fellow who’s been /
Confirmed to have COVID-19,/
But why was he tested,/
Health workers protested?/
It helps if your mother’s the queen.///
The Downing St spinners deny/
That Dominic Cummings said/
‘Why Lock down our community?/
We’ll get herd immunity -/
So what if some pensioners die?’///
For World Poetry Day, here’s a departure from limericks. Some experiences on Twitter of weird online shopping substitutions brought to mind Lewis Carroll’s surreal poem A Strange Wild Song – my template here.
She thought she bought some tampons from/
The website Jeff controls,/
She looked again, and saw it was/
A bag of sausage rolls,/
A rather cavalier approach,/
She felt, to plugging holes.
She thought she bought a walnut loaf/
To share with all of us,/
She looked again and saw it was/
A Tesco’s octopus./
We ate it with our tea because/
She didn’t want a fuss.
Republican Senator Burr
Was briefed as to what would occur,
And sold all his shares,
A state of affairs
That should see him banged up in stir.
A skull that has been disinterred
In Belgium, researchers averred,
Was not that of Yorick,
But some prehistoric
Yet well-preserved chicken-like bird.
The spread of the virus has shown
It’s one of the worst we have known,
A serious crisis,
So Johnson’s advice is
To maybe try sleeping alone.
Joe Marler is facing a call/
For sanction because in the maul/
He grabbed Jones’s nuts,/
A charge he rebuts,/
Insisting he went for the ball.///