Thursday’s open line

To prepare for St. Patrick’s Day next month, I think that today’s comment posts should be written in limerick form. No dirty limericks, please.

Coincidentally, I spent an afternoon in Limerick once, mostly cowering in fear in the train station waiting for the train to Dublin. There was nothing funny about that city (other than the irony of how blighted and scary it was). I guess they shouldn’t have exported all their humor.