Preacher Limericks

Sometimes my mind wanders to strange places, as it did this morning when it began composing these preacher limericks. Please know, all these are done purely in fun, and I highly respect all the people in these limericks.

AN ODE TO PAUL

There once was a man named Tripp

Who had a feral beast on his lip

He’d tell you the fruit is produced by the root

And his wardrobe is really quite hip

AN ODE TO JOHN

There once was a preacher named Piper

Whose preaching moves were quite hyper

“Don’t go to Hell for picking up shells!”

He’d say to the Don’t-Waste-Your-Lifers

AN ODE TO MARK

There once was a pastor named Driscoll

Who preached like an air to ground missile

He yelled at the dudes to quit being lewd

And to give up video game pistols

AN ODE TO TIM

There once was a pastor named Keller

Who was an intelligent feller

He defended the truth to a post-modern youth

And could forsee like a good fortune teller

  • Paul

    Great job – particularly the Piper one. Subtle air-to-ground reference too.

    Though the line
    'Whose preaching moves were quite hyper' could be '…were rather hyper' for better rhythm. That might be too English a phrase though.

  • Lindele

    Ode to Stephen

    We know of a blogger, Altrogge,
    Whose posts can sometimes be quite jokey.
    You can bet that ere long he'll be writing a song
    Along with his dad, the old fogey.