I gaze into the beauty of Hor Iz Ons,
As I sit at hearth herein Mes Maisons,
I stare at her pic,
Feeling so lovesick,
Wi'no number AT&T, MCI, or Verizons!

Now her beauty never greets My Iz Ons,
Cuz, she never knows that I AspIz Ons,
That precious pic portait,
That shows her best trait,
Two blue, such pretty hue, Hor Iz Ons!

Yea, Hor Iz Ons I spIz Ons and Gaze Ons,
Beauty of Aeons eclipses moons horizons,
Why about sunsets write,
When here I sets right,
At hearth herein my lonely Chez Maisons!


Jonathan Dean aka Limericist Next: Ode de chalais de maison!