Limerick Friday #418: Princess Leia Becomes One With The Force, Plus A New Hope Spurs The Dolphins

Small-boy crushes she gave

Especially when she was Jabba’s slave

She gave “Star Wars” it’s heart

And stole mine from the start

A princess who never needed to be saved

Finished the year right

Never gave up the fight

Pounded the Cheats

Knocked Vandy on its cleats

The Pack flexed promising might

This year had a bad soul

So many stars passed whole

Plus we elected a turd

And allowed racist voices to be heard

2016, you were a real asshole

Now the salt air beckons once more

The surf pounds with a welcome roar

The Outer Banks, a healing place

Before a new year we face

Dust off and gear up for more

I promise it’s not fake news

The Dolphins really didn’t lose

Made the playoffs, indeed

Nine out of ten did the deed

Can the J-Train light a postseason fuse?

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Limerick Friday #417: “Westworld” Pays Off A Riveting First Season, Plus “Walking Dead” Sputters Into Midseason Hiatus

A riveting finale indeed

Planting a Season 2 seed

“Westworld” with frantic action

A good show gaining traction

Just what TV does need

A predicted tank almost worth a chuckle

To the luckiest-ever motherfuckle

He’s got a shamrock in his arse

While I’m headed straight to bars

Quit the league or just sigh and re-buckle?

After a promising start

“The Night Of” fell apart

Potential uncashed

High hopes dashed

A good show got a little too smart

Nailed down victory #9

The ‘Fins put it all on the line

Hammered the Jets again

For a must-have win

Could this be a playoffs sign?

Another throwaway epi this week

More depictions of a new world, bleak

“The Walking Dead” has been uneven at best

I’m waiting to be more impressed

Coherence and momentum I seek

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Limerick Friday #416: A Satisfying, Argyle-Tinted Pummeling In Kenan, Plus The Scooters Try To Disenchant A Shamrock

 After mind-blowing defeats

The Pack again pounded the Cheats

Doeren mighta saved his job

And quieted a gathering mob

But can he put butts in seats?

A dictator suffered his last blow

Boy did that f’er last, though

Took him long enough, say the people

As they spit on a grave near a steeple

Good riddance to Fidel Castro

Six straight for the flying ‘Fins

Games have me on needles and pins

Football kinda fun once more

Intensity lies in store

As we chase the playoffs and wins

Instead of “Oh no, not again”

The Fins finding ways to win

While Doeren hears more boos

As State finds ways to lose

Here comes a Miami bandwagon

 

A 9-3 regular season

The playoffs are here for a reason

Didn’t want to face the commish

A horseshoe he often does polish

Let’s hope the Scooters top teasin’

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