As an exercise in mental masochism, I shall attempt to produce, in strict alphabetic sequence, a limerick based on the name of each of the 193 member-states of the United Nations* (using the short name as commonly used in UK English, abbreviated where it is common practice or makes it easier).
* from the official list available on-line on 5th July, 2021. The addition or removal of countries or changes of name during the course of this exercise will not be reflected.
Comments or implied comments about countries, including those of a geographical nature, are often the result of my struggle to find a set of words that will satisfy the rhythmic and metric requirements of the format. As such, they don’t necessarily reflect my experiences or opinions, or indeed any form of reality.
Let me know what you think.
A hoary old sailor called Dan
Took a trip by sea to Kazakhstan.
He really was shocked
To find it landlocked,
That didn’t fit in with his plan.
You’re not likely to see capybara
In Kenya’s well-known Maasai Mara
You may see a few
If you go to the zoo
On the outskirts of Guadelajara.
Desert islands – imagine the scene;
Unspoilt, verdant and clean.
But you won’t find chapatti
In fair Kiribati
They don’t do south Asian cuisine.
You don’t want to turn up too late
If you’re catching a flight to Kuwait.
And don’t lose your specs
As you go through the checks
On your way to the departure gate!
You remember my sailor friend, Dan,
Who tried to sail to Kazakhstan?
To save himself pain
He’s going by train
To the cosmodrome in Kyrgyzstan.
Poor villagers living in Lao
Till fields with a hand-driven plough.
For most, it’s subsistence
With little assistance
But most seem to manage, somehow.
I’m taking a break from this feature until December, to allow me to concentrate on NaNoWriMo.