There was a young fellow who said
“It isn’t because I’m ill-bred –
I stick up my nose
Because the thing grows
Right out of the top of my head!”
About twitmericks
There is an old fellow called Mick/Who's been penning the odd limerick/I admit he's no Keats/But he does them in tweets/So to follow, you just have to click. https://twitter.com/#!/twitmericks
"The limerick master of the twitterati" (The Guardian).