Limerick, a popular form of short, humorous verse that is often nonsensical and frequently ribald. It consists of five lines, rhyming aabba, and the dominant metre is anapestic, with two metrical feet in the third and fourth lines and three feet in the others. Encyclopaedia Britannica
There are currently one hundred and ninety-three states that are recognised members of the United Nations, using the official list available on-line on 5th July, 2021.
As an exercise in internationalism and, perhaps, mental masochism I shall attempt to produce, in strict alphabetic sequence, a limerick based on the name of each member-state (using the short name as commonly used in UK English). Each Wednesday will see between one and seven such limericks, until I have addressed them all. The addition or removal of countries or changes of name during the course of this exercise will not be reflected.
Where the name of a member-state contains five letters (or ten, fifteen or… let’s not get ahead of ourselves, eh?), I shall attempt an acrostic limerick based on that name.
Let me know what you think.
For many years I was dejected;
My culinary skills I’d neglected.
I tasted paprika
In old Costa Rica,
My seasoning then was corrected!
On holiday in Côte d’Ivoire,
I wandered into a bazaar
They sold me a mynah
Imported from China
That only spoke ancient Magyar!
I bought an old car from my chum
He said it belonged to his mum
It had on the facia
A map of Croatia
Which is just what I need around Brum!
You just know, when I write about Cuba
My first rhyme of choice will be tuba.
Though I’m not a diver
I’ll bet you a fiver
I can squeeze in the acronym SCUBA
I read the myth of Galatea
So I took a trip to Nicosia
Cyprus is hot
In a way that was not
Made plainly, abundantly clear.
Anyone care to join in?