There once was a man named Lymerick,
And sadly he was very sick,
But he wanted a kiss,
Though his love was amiss,
so he stuck with kissing the broomstick!
I was at camp, and my friend bet me a can of mountain dew that I couldn't write a limerick about a limerick, so I did. I got my mountain dew. (I know it's not a good limerick, but I was 11...)