Line by line Limericks or Limerick-Like Poems

Santa was putting on snow tires
That every new sleigh now requires
He heard a loud rip
The sleigh started to slip

 

There once was a message board poster
The world saw only a boaster
His rants and his raves

 

There is a message board poster
The world sees only a boaster
His rants and his raves
Come at us in waves

 

The holiday spirit is upon us
My twin brothers are coming - Russ and Guss

 

The holiday spirit is upon us
My twin brothers are coming - Russ and Guss
Russ is the tall one
At whom Gus likes to poke fun

 

My Prius, I find runs like a Porsche
And uses fewer gallons, of course
When a Porsche is on E

 

My Prius, I find runs like a Porsche
And uses fewer gallons, of course
When a Porsche is on E
The Prius still speeds
And the Porsche-owner's full of remorse


Who says Prius owners are smug?

 

Who says Prius owners are smug?
Miles per gallon is our drug.
When it's high, so are we

 

Who says Prius owners are smug?
Miles per gallon is our drug.
When it's high, so are we
It's like driving for free
Although we still have no plug


Santa, once fat, is now thin

 

Santa, once fat, is now thin
Now there's more chimneys he fits in
He won't get stuck