Limericks (3/5)
Limericks III
Rating: All Ages
Genre: Gen, Friendship, Humor, Poetry, Team
Timeline: Season 07
Warnings: None
Summary: Busted up and confined to the infirmary, SG-1 finds a way to pass the time.
Series: None
Word Count: 551
Awards: None
Limericks III
"Oh, another great mission we lucked
But in less than an hour we ducked
Arrows shot from all sides
Which did spear tender hides
You could say from the start we were-"
"Jack?"
"Yeah?"
"What's with the, uh... rhyme?"
"SG-1 tradition, Danny Boy, yet another thing you have to remember."
"There's a lot of that going around."
"Ha! You always were a funny guy."
"Really?"
"What the colonel's trying to say is that his own peculiar sense of humor's rubbed off on you, Daniel."
"Uh, thanks, Sam. But, uh... that doesn't explain the... poetry."
"It's a tradition of ours that did stick,
When the whole team is injured or sick,
In the infirmary confined
They need to unwind
In the form of a poem: limerick."
"You're saying we used to do this all the time?"
"Indeed. You were quite skilled at this exercise."
"Yep. Even beat me at my game a time or two, I'll admit. But I've had a whole year to think of new ones, and I'm getting pretty good at 'em. There once was a very smart lad
Who'd received three degrees, all post-grad.
But the rules he did snub-
Got kicked out of the club-
And was left in a field, quite unclad."
"I knew I shouldn't have told you where I got the name 'Arrom'."
"Daniel, if you hadn't told him, he'd have gotten it out of one of the villagers anyhow."
"Nomads."
"No-whats?"
"Nomads, Jack. Sam called Shamda's people villagers, but they were nomads."
"Ooooookay. And what does this have to do with anything?"
"Nothing. It's just another thing that popped into my head, that's all."
"Whatever. This is supposed to be a team effort, kids, so get to rhymin'."
"What are the rules?"
"What rules?"
"The rules to the, uh, limerick thing."
"Only that it be limerick, Daniel Jackson, though the preferred rhyme is of recent events. For example: On P8K-475
Our contact to meet we did strive.
But the natives were restless-
The event was not stressless-
We were fortunate enough to survive."
"Uh... okay."
"Way to go, T-man!"
"The Tok'ra don't mean to betray,
Though I'm sure that it has seemed that way.
They're really not bad
Except for my dad,
Who's 'bad' in his weird little way."
"I'm tellin' Jacob you called him weird."
"Go right ahead, sir. He'll take it as a compliment."
"Why doesn't that surprise me? This mission wasn't for the birds
With the Tok'ra, I should have a few words
They make my teeth ache
With the exception of Jake
Those snakes sure are treacherous turds!"
"I don't think they could have known the natives would attack, sir."
"My main problem is they didn't tell us there were natives, Carter. So, Danny, you figured out how to do it yet?"
"I think so. Limericks use terminal sounds
To form rhymes in a way that astounds-"
"By, George, I think he's got it."
"Often ribald or funny,
Quick-witted or 'punny'-
Five-liners in which humor abounds."
"Way to go, Danny! I always said you were a bright boy."
"Although I remember the 'Gate-"
"He's on a roll, sir."
"And filled lines in on my blank slate-"
"Well, that's one way to put it."
"One thing still does annoy:
When Jack calls me a 'boy',
Does he remember I'm thirty-eight?"
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