Ok, it's all fun and games, till no one finds it funny.... wait, that's not right....

Ok, I’ve got something to get everyone flexing their brains! The game here is to compose an InuYasha themed limerick.

It may pertain to the series, imagined events, character quarks, etc. Use your imagination.

Yes, this is lame, I know. However, it should make a couple of you chuckle.

Remember it’s 5 lines long and the rhyme scheme is AABBA. Also, traditionally the first line of a limerick introduces a person and a place,

Please warn the readers if there is curse words……… Like in mine. *giggle*

So, here is my shot at it (WARNING, FOWL LANGUAGE):


Miroku, a monk in disgrace
Always looked for hot women to chase
He tried making passes
By grabbing their asses
And was slapped really hard in the face.

Hmm, your posts lead me to believe you are well out of your mind at the moment. Looks like fun! *^_^* (I especially like your third one.) Alright, le'see what I can come up with...

There once was a dog with fine silvery hair
Who would spend most his mornings combing it with care
But then one day, a girl very brave
made a mistake most grave
and now he is left with pink strands at which he does glare

pffttt, I dunno

Screw it, I'm adding more! Here's one my hubby just did a few minutes ago:

Inuyasha is pursued constantly
By Kagome (in love as can be.)
But he wanted instead
A girl who was dead
And had once shot his ass to a tree.

*giggles madly*

When speaking with the Western Lord
Take care that he doesn’t grow bored
Mind your conversation
With this realization
That he might cut it short with his sword

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahahaha! A two parter....

Poor Jaken, that little imp of green
Has been subjected the things quite obscene
With art from this site
And try as one might
What once viewed can not be unseen.

That little toad is fun to demean
Though I admit it is quite mean
With many commissions
In varying positions,
Abusing him has become a routine


These are fun.

Oh goodness, this poetry form,
Has brought to mind memories warm,
Of limerick drabbles,
In which I have dabbled,
And so gladly now I shall perform.


Once, in the era Sengoku,
A monk sat beneath Goshinboku;
He thought of his love,
and he thought of his glove,
And he wished that he wasn't Miroku.


Kagome, guileless and pure,
Was positive, certain and sure,
That Sesshoumaru,
Used fancy shampoo,
Which she fervently hoped to procure.

(And then Resmiranda's fic happened.)

UtterChaos247 wrote:
Hmm, your posts lead me to believe you are well out of your mind at the moment. Looks like fun! *^_^* (I especially like your third one.) Alright, le'see what I can come up with...

There once was a dog with fine silvery hair
Who would spend most his mornings combing it with care
But then one day, a girl very brave
made a mistake most grave
and now he is left with pink strands at which he does glare

pffttt, I dunno

UtterChaos247, that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me..... *sniffle* You think I have a mind. *giggles*

I like your limerick! Good job!

Jupe wrote:
Oh goodness, this poetry form,
Has brought to mind memories warm,
Of limerick drabbles,
In which I have dabbled,
And so gladly now I shall perform.


Once, in the era Sengoku,
A monk sat beneath Goshinboku;
He thought of his love,
and he thought of his glove,
And he wished that he wasn't Miroku.


Kagome, guileless and pure,
Was positive, certain and sure,
That Sesshoumaru,
Used fancy shampoo,
Which she fervently hoped to procure.

(And then Resmiranda's fic happened.)


I applaud you! A three-fer! Great limericks!

There once was a dry well near Edo,
That wasn't what it appeared, though,
With the demon lord closing in fast,
The girl ran and jumped in, safe at last,
With a frown, he asked, "Where is Tokyo?"

Waves at Phishy! Couldn't resist, had to add a few more:

Inuyasha was a hanyou, no doubt,
His claws and his ears he could flout,
But one night a month,
It would get really rough,
And on his human nights he would pout.


Sesshoumaru-sama, Lord of the West,
No one could deny that he was the best,
He cut down his enemies without remorse,
When he was done there was no recourse,
The Killing Perfection never failed the test.


Kagome was a miko so pure and kind,
Another like her they never would find,
When irritated her temper would flare,
She would sit the hanyou to you-know-where,
Until he could regain his right mind.

Once in an era with battles galore,
There were few heroes whom fought anymore,
But there were many demons drinking blood,
In a land covered in a crimson flood,
It was an era at Death's Door.

I think I did that right...

*waves back at tenchi no mai and cyber-high-five's her*

Wicked limericks, Tenchi love! 4 for the price of 1, score!


Awesome work, Pendragon!

Kagome was in the pits,
Till Sesshomaru massaged her tits,
He made her feel nice,
Then ate some rice,
While Kagome made Inuyasha sit.

Walter205 wrote:
Kagome was in the pits,
Till Sesshomaru massaged her tits,
He made her feel nice,
Then ate some rice,
While Kagome made Inuyasha sit.

Lol, Walter, just lol!

In the words of Quagmire...."Oooooh riiight"

Sesshomaru's thirst was on the brink,
He really needed a good drink,
Kagome had a nice full set of jugs,
So he suckled on them like a flea bug,
Until his neck had a nasty crink.

Here are some from me. >.< Not the best I could come up with probably, but I enjoyed writing them.


There once one was a fox demon named Shippo.
Inuyasha pounded him everywhere he would go.
But with a pouted lip,
To Kagome he would slip.
And soon, his justice was so.


Naruku cruel and mean,
always his eyes had a gleam.
Soon had a frown,
when his home was torn down,
by his enemies who made quite the team.


Kanna, whose presence was rare
Showed up standing up on a stair.
Her mirror reflect through,
the bodies Kagura had slew.
There was no one left alive anywhere.


Ole Myoga the flea
was knelt down on one knee.
He pleaded and begged,
to the one he had plagued,
of the cowardice 'that he be'.

Naraku was very bad,
He made everyone so mad,
Kagome was so sure,
She helped everyone feel pure,
Except for Naraku who's ashes she stuffed into a Glad.

Be prepared for horribleness:

Myoga, a fat little flea,
was coward as coward could be.
He was soon to marry,
but decided not to tarry,
and away on a cat he did flee.

The first one I did got me revved. Made up three more(probably iffy... but whatever. It's fun!)

Yura had such an obsession
with hair that it was her profession.
I can't help but to wonder,
how quick she'd realize her blunder
if it was Sess's hair she made her mission.


Sango, so quick and so lithe
wielded a weapon her breadth.
As long as her height,
Hiraikotsu brought forth a fright
from the enemies the two aimed to hit. (stretching it)


Buyo around the house lied.
His hobby: pester the dog boy when inside.
When each other, they saw,
they would posture and claw-
Cat hissed. Dog growled. Girl sighed.

Great job everyone! You made the phishy very happies!