Don't cry, Pony Boy. They say they'll rebuilt it. Courtesy
There'll be a hot time in the old town tonight. World file
Forget exercise. I'm on the Smaligo Diet Plan. World file
This week’s edition of the Friday Clean Limerick Challenge took on a smoldering, somber tone from the beginning.
The fire chief his men did deploy,
The ladders and truck they employ
Were to no effect.
Will the Twin resurrect?
Oh, who’s going to tell Pony Boy?
By mid-week there was some hope that the Admiral Twin Drive-In – famed for its role in the movie “The Outsiders” – would be rebuilt after it was destroyed in a fire last week, but there was still a bit of melancholy about the whole affair.
The fire at the Admiral Twin
Would turn from a blaze to a sin
If the icon should fade,
Like memories we made,
Into history’s grimy dust bin.
Snap out of it. Let's see what the front page has to offer.
After months of waiting, the city finally released its efficiency audit. The out-of-town bean-counters came up with more than 1,000 ways to make Tulsa’s city government work smoother and cheaper, but most of them sounded like ways for civil servants to lose their jobs.
KPMG did an audit.
(The mayor himself had first sought it.)
They counted the cops,
And proposed budget chops,
Will the FOP give this plaudits?
The best news of the week was that the county commissioners finally decided to ban tobacco use in the buildings they control, including the county courthouse. The odd thing was that one commissioner opposed the idea, arguing that if you say people can’t smoke in the courthouse today you’ll be banning popcorn and cinnamon rolls tomorrow.
John Smaligo had to just pout.
He lost in a two-to-one rout.
His fellow commissioners
Said smoking practitioners
From now on would have to butt out.
The Smaligo Slippery Slope Argument – if I let you take away my Marlboro today, you'll come looking for my fried Snickers bar tomorrow – is logically flawed and a bit silly, which is just the sort of thing that melancholy-busting limerick are made out of.
I like to eat eggs and drink Coke.
(I don’t fear soon dying of stroke.)
I like greasy food
And I drink till I’m stewed.
Love me, love my second-hand smoke.
