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There Once Was A Merle From Nantucket: The Walking Dead Limericks


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So you want to learn to build walls, oh?

You realize this makes you the next to go?

But I guess its better you than me,

So I shall give you my knowledge for free.

Glenn watched him get torn apart from head to toe.

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The Evolution of Father Gabriel: 1 haiku stanza at a time. Thus Far...........

 

I locked all the doors.
Echos of scratches remain.
Satan waits for me.

 

Thou shall not kill here.
God's asylum pools with blood.
Salvation is lost.

 

Guilt via God's grace.
Satan's spawns delivered me.
Cast them from Eden.

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Just a very silly TV theme parody that's been forming itself in my head for a couple days...

We know they have phones and cars in the afterlife. But what if the dead characters had a piano to gather around?

 

Dale: Boy, that old Glenn/ Maggie ship...

Lori: used to make the saccharin drip...

Merle: Crazy Guv, he made her strip...

Brillip: Those were the days...

Sofia: Never knew where we were then...

Gareth: Girls were grilled, and manwich? Men...

Mary: Mister we could use another Bob-B-Cue-

Bob: Eat my taint!

Shane: Didn't need no lollipop...

Dawn: Everybody pushed his mop...

Tyreese: Please just make the singing stop...

Beth: Tho-ose wer-ere the day-ay-ay-ay-ays!

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^ lol

 

Tyreese, Noah, and Bob should start a chorus line.  They can name themselves the 'Two and a Half Brothers'

 

And a cheerful call out for encouragement; "Break your leg, Bob!"

 

"Bob, you're doing great... except you keep missing every other kick step"

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Just a very silly TV theme parody that's been forming itself in my head for a couple days...

We know they have phones and cars in the afterlife. But what if the dead characters had a piano to gather around?

 

Dale: Boy, that old Glenn/ Maggie ship...

Lori: used to make the saccharin drip...

Merle: Crazy Guv, he made her strip...

Brillip: Those were the days...

Sofia: Never knew where we were then...

Gareth: Girls were grilled, and manwich? Men...

Mary: Mister we could use another Bob-B-Cue-

Bob: Eat my taint!

Shane: Didn't need no lollipop...

Dawn: Everybody pushed his mop...

Tyreese: Please just make the singing stop...

Beth: Tho-ose wer-ere the day-ay-ay-ay-ays!

Outstanding! :-)

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Staring in window

Sam, what do you think you are?

The damn Burger King?

 

What kind of a cop

 just lives for war and conquest?

Genghis Constable.

 

Enid: "Watch me dash!"

Coral: "That ain't nothing, girl...

Watch me haberdash!"

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Why do you care if my life is in a bad spot?

Duh, cause I want you and you're hot.

What the hell have you been telling him?

Well shit, now I'm gonna have beat on Officer Slim.

Take your best shots at it, Doc.

Before I (attempt to) clean your clock.

Let's take this to the street, through the window,

Where the watching crowd will assemble and grow.

"Don't interfere" I hit you with a snarl,

"Can't hug right now, kind of busy, Carl.".

Rick, stop this incredibly stupid fight,

Ok, but only so I can flex my unhingingly crazed verbal might.

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Previously on FPP

The Evolution of Father Gabriel: 1 haiku stanza at a time. Thus Far...........

 

I locked all the doors.
Echos of scratches remain.
Satan waits for me.

 

Thou shall not kill here.
God's asylum pools with blood.
Salvation is lost.

 

Guilt via God's grace.
Satan's spawns delivered me.
Cast them from Eden.

Pointed gun's prayer.
Redemption in Sasha's haunt.
A path to solace.

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Peter, Peter, woman beater

had a wife, but drank a liter

after each and every meal

til Rick and Carol made him squeal.

 

Father Pee Pants, come lock the gate.

There's zombies outside; folks here still ain't ate.

What the hell's up? Just leaving now, is he?

I'm gonna be honest. I'd rather trust Lizzie.

 

Liquor-y, liquor-y doc

Porch Pete can barely walk

He struck, then Rick

smacked down that dick

The town surgeon's him? What the fock?

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Got their wolf butts kicked by middle-aged sage ninja,

Never coulda saw that coming, didjya?

And yet again with loading the empty clip,

Ya can't possibly really be this stupid, you dip!

 

Look, one of those advantageously placed abandoned cars!

We're surrounded by hive-minded groupies, like real-life rock stars!

Hey, check it out; its that's one weird dude who used be to named Dave,

Huh, wonder what he's doing here?  He only seemed to like a dead rave.

 

This 'guy' tried to kiss me while lying on top of me,

I asked him nicely to stop, but he didn't, so I gave him a lobotomy.

Was thinking to get my point across, I'd have to arrive and make things pretty messy,

But then I saw one of the very few things that can distract me now, and her name's Jessie.

 

Dumb move Reg, confronting the Porch Dicker,

When he's got a big sharp sword and has been hitting the liquor.

*Bam!* Huh, I just wondered, if he carries a card to prove he's one of those organ donors,

*"Rick?"*  Hey, well if it isn't my old friend, one not-so-crazy anymore Morgan Jones.

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Here comes Peter Likes-To-Beat

Staggering' down Morgan Street

Stumbling, mumbling

Shitstorm's on the way!

 

Loaded up on Jim Beam joy,

To "take a look at your girl and boy"

Things to make you feel like doin' "A"!

 

He's got attitude with Carol

And threats for Rick Grimes too

A black eye for little Sam's mommy,

What do you think they'll do?

 

Here comes RIck with his cray-cray swagger,

The constable's got the moves like Jagger,

Tongue-cluckin', eye-fuckin'

Shitstorm's on the way!

 

Pete didn't do the things he should

Too late to start being good

Rick will make Deanna see things his way!

 

Pete wakes up in Hell next morning,

And he'll know why he is there.

When the flames start to heat that bullet

From the gun Rick was hiding in his underwear!

 

Hippity hoppity Happy Easter Day!

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Here comes RIck with his cray-cray swagger,

The constable's got the moves like Jagger,

Tongue-cluckin', eye-fuckin'

Shitstorm's on the way!

 

Thanks for perverting one of my childhood memories. No, really. Thanks. This is so much better words cannot express it. Bwahahaha!!

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Look who thinks he's worth all the fuss,

But I say "he's not one of us!",

You couldn't figure out who I meant by 'Officer Slim',

Well, "This is him!  This is him!!"

When you tell the truth, you really spew it,

Well, I see the light now, Rick.  "Do it"

Wow, this place is nice, seems quite serene and therapeutic,

*gunshot* But I don't remember seeing that in the brochure; "Rick?".

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Look who thinks he's worth all the fuss,

But I say "he's not one of us!",

You couldn't figure out who I meant by 'Officer Slim',

Well, "This is him!  This is him!!"

When you tell the truth, you really spew it,

Well, I see the light now, Rick.  "Do it"

Wow, this place is nice, seems quite serene and therapeutic,

*gunshot* But I don't remember seeing that in the brochure; "Rick?".

Extra points for "spew it" lol

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Extra points for "spew it" lol

 

I could see Deanna telling him this, too; "If you're gonna spew, spew into this!"  (hands him a microphone).  Or just turns the video-camera on and records him.

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*sigh*  I used to really like kids.  Until they told me it was about having fun; about making an artistic impression.  "Lay down and play dead", they told me.  We 'll be there soon to check it out & take a couple of pics, they told me - its been 4 hours now.  I think I got effing Punk'd!  I ain't got no time for pranks!  Those dirty lil bastards....

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Single Black Female

seeks Formerly Undead Males
to share booty dance.

 

Hey, I'm just saying...

if I'm a zombie extra...

put Sasha on me.

 

And, you know what's weird?

Spell Check doesn't recognize

"Undead" as a word.

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Hey, I'm just saying...

if I'm a zombie extra...

put Sasha on me.

 

(OT reply);

 

I wonder how that celebration went for landing a role on TWD....

 

"I got cast!  I'm gonna be on TWD!!"

"Yeah?  That's great!  What's the role?"

"Its not a speaking part, but I don't care.  The role is simply called 'Sasha's (Undead) Mattress'.  I'm so excited!!"

"........"

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(OT reply);

 

I wonder how that celebration went for landing a role on TWD....

 

"I got cast!  I'm gonna be on TWD!!"

"Yeah?  That's great!  What's the role?"

"Its not a speaking part, but I don't care.  The role is simply called 'Sasha's (Undead) Mattress'.  I'm so excited!!"

"........"

Truly a bonus for some and for others a bonus and boner to boot. I'm just saying for some.

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Try saying THAT ten times.

 

Sasha's lucky that none of those Viagra-popping undead were beneath her.

 

Depending on the POV, one could also say she was quite unlucky.

 

"Either this mattress is pretty lumpy or somebody(s) really happy to see me!

 

The walkers enjoyed it too, and bragged about it;  "Who said necrophilia was a taboo??  She dropped me and then I got laid (on)!  That's a 'win' in my book."

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My humble submission to the effort:

 

Her new name is Cardigan Carol.
She sports lots of lady apparel.
Her smile is a ruse
that is meant to defuse,
‘cause she’s wily and deadly as Daryl.

 

Mr. Dixon is greasy and hairy
with an attitude often contrary.
But the leathers he’s wearin
are favorites with Aaron,
so Eric had better be wary.

 

Little Carl grew up trigger-happy
and familiar with guns, like his pappy.
Now he’s got a sweet notion
and runs in slow motion.
Young Ron thinks it’s all pretty crappy.

 

Dear Morgan is finally back
with a rabbit’s foot stuffed in his pack.
He found his friend Rick,
he’s a whiz with his stick,
and he questions Michonne about snacks.

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Hey ya Morgan, how you be?

Sorry about the quarantine, but now you're free.

You're welcome to live in my new home,

With this great lady named Michonne.

No PB snackbar wars though, I don't want to referee.

 

Seen you sitting up here all alone,

Letting you know I'm here if you ever want to bone.....

Shut up you not-quite-a-man,

Enjoy the quiet while I hold your hand.

"This isn't what I had in mind", he sighed with a groan.

 

I wanna see my dead old man,

I don't care if it makes shit hit the fan.

Oh no, I'm being chased by things that want to eat me,

All over remorse for a guy used to drink and beat me.

And of you, sir Grimes, I am no fan.

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