There is a young man named Luis/
Who suffers an awful caprice/
On spying the tender/
Soft flesh of defender/
He’s driven to bite off a piece.///
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).