Friday Fun - Boxing Limericks

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Saw this idea on another board, thought it was a good idea.

How it hopefully works, I will give the first line of a limerick, and then all you need to do is copy that first line and add the second, then someone else can copy the first two and add the third etc etc

Even with the helpful “somebody has posted in the meantime” feature we should still get too much confusion and duplication.

That has got to be one of the worst explanations of an idea that I’ve ever done, but hopefully you get the gist of it.

Let us begin...


There once was a boxer named Tyson,

A sorbet dessert on a stick
When in gloves is not easy to lick
Then the laces get wet

HumanWindmill wrote:A sorbet dessert on a stick
When in gloves is not easy to lick
Then the laces get wet

As the ref starts to fret,

A sorbet dessert on a stick
When in gloves is not easy to lick
Then the laces get wet
As the ref starts to fret
And complains that the whole thing is sick

With all of this modern nutrition...

With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'

I would have a prime Tyson by KO. Lewis didn't have the greatest of chins and his work rate was not good enough and at times cost him. An in prime Tyson would have been to busy and just hit to hard for Lewis.

HumanWindmill wrote:With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'

He could travel through time

With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'
He could travel through time
And see Dempsey's prime

HumanWindmill wrote:With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'
He could travel through time
And see Dempsey's prime

And perhaps we might hear some contrition.

prettyboy1304 wrote:I would have a prime Tyson by KO. Lewis didn't have the greatest of chins and his work rate was not good enough and at times cost him. An in prime Tyson would have been to busy and just hit to hard for Lewis.

Rubbish limerick.

Scottrf wrote:

prettyboy1304 wrote:I would have a prime Tyson by KO. Lewis didn't have the greatest of chins and his work rate was not good enough and at times cost him. An in prime Tyson would have been to busy and just hit to hard for Lewis.

Rubbish limerick.

Don't know how this ended up here was for another article. But your right it's a terrible limerick

HumanWindmill wrote:With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'
He could travel through time
And see Dempsey's prime

But instead he's on a Manny/Floyd peace mission

Y I Man wrote:

HumanWindmill wrote:With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'
He could travel through time
And see Dempsey's prime

But instead he's on a Manny/Floyd peace mission

Now that is absolutely brilliant, Y I.

Best one yet, for my money.

sorry, i couldnt resist lol

Y I Man wrote:sorry, i couldnt resist lol

Puts the rest of them in the shade, mate. Nail squarely on the head and all that.

There twas a young man called Khan
Who had ears like the doors of a barn
Whenever he would fight
A guy with a punch of some might
He'd go down and that's not a Yarn!!!!!!!

TRUSSMAN66 wrote:There twas a young man called Khan
Who had ears like the doors of a barn
Whenever he would fight
A guy with a punch of some might
He'd go down and that's not a Yarn!!!!!!!

Truss, you are a credit to Mark Twain and the rest of America's finest wordsmiths, Sir !

I'll start one off for us all :

Sugar Shane was a very good welter

Sugar Shane was a very good welter,
His punches, ooft, what a belter

JDizzle wrote:Sugar Shane was a very good welter,
His punches, ooft, what a belter

But when he got old

[quote="azania"]

JDizzle wrote:Sugar Shane was a very good welter,
His punches, ooft, what a belter

But when he got old[/quote

Bob Arum was told

BALTIMORA wrote:

HumanWindmill wrote:With all of this modern nutrition...
Azania finds himself wishin'
He could travel through time
And see Dempsey's prime

And perhaps we might hear some contrition.

Sugar shane was once full of zest
Until one day he got lost in a forrest
His sweet title he lost her
Although he did bag an Oscar
Since then though he's lost test after test!!

Sugar Shane was a very good welter,
His punches, ooft, what a belter
But when he got old
Bob Arum was told
So he got no respite and no shelter

Hitmansam loves our Joe from the valleys

HumanWindmill wrote:Hitmansam loves our Joe from the valleys

Even more, he loves ovine back alleys.

Hitmansam loves our Joe from the valleys
Even more, he loves ovine back alleys.
And the worrying thing

HumanWindmill wrote:Hitmansam loves our Joe from the valleys
Even more, he loves ovine back alleys.
And the worrying thing

In or out of the ring

BALTIMORA wrote:

HumanWindmill wrote:Hitmansam loves our Joe from the valleys
Even more, he loves ovine back alleys.
And the worrying thing

In or out of the ring

Is that he ends up back at Marley's.

It's one of those odd situations

Who's marley?

HumanWindmill wrote:It's one of those odd situations

When you're caught with the neighbours' alsation

BALTIMORA wrote:Who's marley?

Some bloke. Any bloke.

It's one of those odd situations
When you're caught with the neighbours' alsation
And almost uncanny

HumanWindmill wrote:It's one of those odd situations
When you're caught with the neighbours' alsation
And almost uncanny

'cause the neighbour is Manny

It's one of those odd situations
When you're caught with the neighbours' alsation
And almost uncanny
'cause the neighbour is Manny
And the stalker, D4thincarnation

Ha! Like it, like it!!

BALTIMORA wrote:Ha! Like it, like it!!

He won't, bless him !

George Foreman could sometimes get mean

He'd punch you right in the splene

George Foreman could sometimes get mean
He'd punch you right in the splene
When he finally retired

many offspring he sired

George Foreman could sometimes get mean
He'd punch you right in the splene
When he finally retired
many offspring he sired
And invented a grilling machine

There once was one title per weight class

There once was one title per weight class
And just the original eight, lass

There once was one title per weight class
And just the original eight, lass
they were filled with chinkys

There once was one title per weight class
And just the original eight, lass
they were filled with chinkys
Frankie Carbo and Blinky

Until someone started smoking some grass.

There once was one title per weight class
And just the original eight, lass
they were filled with chinkys
Frankie Carbo and Blinky
made sure the dives were ob-V-ass

John Bloody Wayne wrote:There once was one title per weight class
And just the original eight, lass
they were filled with chinkys
Frankie Carbo and Blinky
made sure the dives were ob-V-ass

Hats off, John.

I wondered how on Earth you were going to close that one out. Well done, mate.


Jimmy Wilde, a diminutive chap

I was one step away from making up words...


Jimmy Wilde, a diminutive chap
He liked to give big guys a slap