A pretentious limerick writer
Said aloud, “Come, I’ll pull an all nighter!”
They then wrote a long saga,
And set it to raga,
AM came; gave to girl: “I’ll delight her!”

Well, the girl thought it was quite a treat.
Fried it up with some buffalo meat,
And a carton of sprouts.
Then she served it, with shouts,
To the writer, who’s then really beat.

They were shocked. “Let the fires consume me!
“Oh, what good will these veg’tables do me?
“Lady, please put some ice in
“This serving of bison,
“But don’t give me sprouts! They’re so gloomy!”

“Very well,” said the girl. Here’s the ice."
And she threw seven cubes at them, twice.
After venting her wrath,
She relaxed in the bath,
And she thought, “In fact, they’re rather nice.”

Well, in time, she became their good friend.
They wrote limericks, which they would send
To their pals and relations
In several nations.
Yes they both lived quite gladly. The end.