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I've Got Rhythm...

My blogger buds over at Theme Thursday this week are going with "rhythm" for participating bloggers to post on. Each week a theme is thrown out and members are free to cover that theme in any way they please.

I won't be exploring Brazilian Rhythms. I just couldn't pass up using the picture. No, this week I've chosen a literary device with rhythm, poetry, to highlight of all things a form of birth control: the rhythm method.

Before we start, a question:

What do you call people who practice the rhythm method?
Catholics?
No, parents!



Rhythmic Limerick

There once was a young lad with rhythm
Who’s Catholic wife believed in the system
They used it a lot
But after they got
Fourteen daughters converted to Judaism



A Special Hallmark Wish On The Arrival Of Your Baby

There’s nothing as joyful
As a newborn sister or brother
Or playmate for your dog Rex

But next time be mindful
And be sure to wear a rubber
And enjoy worry-free sex.



A Nursery Rhyme

Tom diddle diddled
The girl then he giggled
They both jumped over the moon
Nine months later the twins arrived
Sadly their rhythm was way out of tune.


Check out the other Theme Thursday participants.

Comments

Brian Miller said…
nicely played. maybe they should read these to high school kids...happy theme thursday.
A wonderful treatise on rhythm. Too bad for the Catholics... my church has free rubbers in all the bathrooms. (Those sermons can get you pretty hot and heavy.)
Anonymous said…
Good point by Brian! And well done, noname ;)
Wings1295 said…
That is quite a pic.

Goes with the little limericks below, me thinks.
Dreamhaven said…
Lol.I enjoyed this.
What else do you call the rhythm method?
Vatican roulette.
Anonymous said…
Ha!

Something tells me Mrs. Noname must be very satisfied right now.

Well you do seem to have a little something on your mind!

Ha!
e said…
I think Brian and Subby have a point, but by high school, it may be too late...
Ed said…
Ha! Great angle on the theme. I found this theme more difficult than usual to convert over into a humor post.
nonamedufus said…
Brian: Thanks. You think?

CatLady: Your church is more progressive than the Catholic Church.

subby: Appreciate it.

Wings: I loved the album cover. Have no idea how rhythmic the music is.

Dreamhaven: Good one!

Quirks: Mrs Noname's always satisfied!

e: We're being far too serious over what I thought was a light-hearted approach. ;)
nonamedufus said…
VE: You're right. It was a challenge. Would have been easier on my music blog. But it was fun.
I stopped reading this post once I saw that Brazilian artwork. I love tropical fruits. But I'll bet the post was a real finger-snapper and toe-tapper!
Donnie said…
Actually, I think I can use two of those to send to friends. Of course that wouldn't be proper however. I don't think. Would it? Hmm, maybe not! I would require your permission to do that though...
nonamedufus said…
MikeWJ: Fruit? Funny, did you notice the woman was holding a melon?

Don: I'm honoured. lol Send away!
Baino said…
As a non-Catholic who married a Catholic, we had the pre-nuptual 'interviews' with Father O'Brien and of course the rhythm method was mentioned. Nope, I went the full on chemical pill and forgot it one night. . Bangarang . , maybe I should have paid more attention.
Anonymous said…
Sorry haven't been by in awhile.

My proof that the rhythm method DOES NOT work, just turned 18.

:-)

Hope all is well!

Ms. 30 something
Dreamhaven said…
Lol.I enjoyed this.
What else do you call the rhythm method?
Vatican roulette.

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