Limericks
Posted by Ed Yother on G+
There once was a tune that when played
Would leave us all feeling dismayed
For try as we might
Guessing all through the night
We could not remember its namefrom Samuel Butler's (1612-1680) poem Hudibras. Part III, Canto iii, lines 547-550:
He that complies against his will
Is of his own opinion still
Which he may adhere to, yet disown,
For reasons to himself best known