“You want me to give you some help? I’m good at starting them out.”
“Alright, go ahead.”
“There once was a man from Nantucket.”
“Geez, do they all have to start like that? What in the hell rhymes with Nantucket anyway?”
“Hey, I didn’t make up the rules, that’s just the way it is.”
“I think you did make up that rule, where exactly is Nantucket anyway?”
“I dont know, but appearantly everyone who is from there is either really stinky or very slutty…..Hey, you think they have stinky sluts?”
“Oh my god you are so not helping…You know I thought writing you a limmerick for your birthday would be, you know, like, a thoughtful present you being a writer and all, but man, this is hard. Really, do you have to be from Nantucket?”
“Haha writing ain’t so easy is it”
“Shutup..Ok here goes:
Mighty-Joe was a man from Nantucket…...
who wrote stories abou…Grrr! I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING !”
“Oh just come here and dont worry about it.”
” Whew, thank god… i love you…..happy birthday anyway.”