It seems that the gauntlet has been thrown down for limericks. How delightful. This bad poetry could continue indefinitely.
There once was a walrus named John
With Paul, Ringo, and George he played on
He heard a man say,
"Beatles with an A"
On a flaming pie, then it was gone.
The band knew at once it was right
The name stuck, the band played all night
The girls all did scream
Musicians did dream
Beatlemania did ignite!
Maybe not the best, but I know how much the professor loves John Lennon and the Beatles, so he might get a kick out of these. I'll be watching his blog for the next challenge.
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