Chauvinistic Pigs and Other Limericks

1. We men are all chauvinist pigs tra-la-la, And love to take girls to our digs tra-la-la Though girl snorts when she laughs, We don't care about gaffes, When our hearts find they're all dancing jigs tra-la-la! 2. I'm a kid who grew up on the farm tra-la-la And I don't mean to woo or alarm tra-la-la, But I'm telling y'all, Don't make fun of the drawl, Or you're likely to feel more than charm tra-la-la. 3. There are Sundays you'll find me in church tra-la-la, But on weekdays I try to climb birch tra-la-la I don't care what you say, I know Frost went this way, And my muse loves the view from his perch tra-la-la. 4. I heard "anyone lived in a pretty how town," (1) But Salvation escaped him, eloped with a clown, Death is ever the wage paid for sins, But a child at Christ's feet mostly grins, Questions asked with no frown; angels bless child's renown! Brian Johnston August 15,2017 Poet's Notes: Limerick #3 is a take off on Robert Frost's famous poem "Birches." (1) Limerick #4 is meant to be a humorous commentary on a famous e e cummings poem.