Lear Jets His Way into Our Five-Lined Hearts

Today is Limerick Day, so get your rhymes a-chimin'.

There once was a man named Cheney
Who found nothing funny about the Knights Who Say Ni
Instead for a rush
He'd lower your head below your tush
And soak you as if you were a peony

A beauty contestant named Prejean
Believed only in "opposite marriage" to stay clean
But alas she got caught
As her boobs she had bought
And it seems that her brain reeked of saline

A sure-to-lose Senator named Specter
Held out hope as a party defector
"If a voter asks my view
If I'm red or I'm blue
I'll say yes and never correct her"

Up at midnight trying to write some lines
Is almost like introducing your forehead to fork tines
I had hoped to be clever
But offer malarkey and palaver
Stitched together like Abby Normal Frankensteins