March/April 2022 Limerick Laughs Winner and Runners-up

A comfortable bed is an acceptable sacrifice when World Series tickets are on the line.

Monte Crews First in Line for Tickets

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The red hots, cigar smoke, and beer
Lend themselves to the game’s atmosphere,
And the thrill of it all,
When the ump yells, “Play ball!”
Is well worth the night camped out here.

Congratulations to Ken Morgan of Chapel Hill, North Carolina, who won $25 for his limerick describing Monte Crews’s First in Line for Tickets, from the cover of our September 30, 1939, issue.

If you’d like to enter the Limerick Laughs Contest for our upcoming issue, submit your limerick via our online entry form.

Here are some more great limerick entries from this contest, in no particular order:

For a ticket, he slept in the line.
Didn’t notice the price on the sign.
With a buck to his name,
He would run from the game
After putting the punch in punch line!
—Ryan Tilley, Longwood, Florida

Forget the Depression and crimes!
I’ve saved all my nickels and dimes
For Di Mag and the Yanks
And a beer and some franks.
It’s the best of all possible times!
—Rudy Landesman, New York City

She has taken my house and my car,
All my money and every cigar.
These are trifles, mere sass —
But my all-season pass?
It has left an indelible scar.
—Anthony Holmes, Launceston, Cornwall, United Kingdom

Kids like to sit in the bleachers.
Cheap seats are one of the features.
They’ll often skip school,
They think it’s real cool,
But this guy is one of the teachers!
—Larry Roberg, Norwalk, Connecticut

The fellow this cover depicts
Has sacrificed comfort for tix.
Good sense should forbid it.
(But, come on, admit it:
You camped out for Journey and Styx!)
—Jeff Foster, San Francisco, California

Dagwood’s dream is about to come true
Getting World Series tickets for two,
But it says on the sign
They don’t open till nine
So he’ll camp here all night till they do.
—Mike Arndt, Clements, Maryland

Prepared for the ballgame he came.
To be first in line was his aim,
But he began dozing,
His eyes started closing …
He slept through the entire game.
—Joanne Wyble, Grand Junction, Colorado

He slept in his old camping chair
So when tickets were sold, he’d be there.
He got tickets, oh yes.
It was worth it, he guessed,
Though his muscles, they ached everywhere.
—Laura O’Brady, Tonasket, Washington

What’s most shocking seeing this gent
Is not all the efforts he spent,
But who could envision
A rise in admission
By 93 thousand percent?
—David Friedman, Coral Springs, Florida

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