Happy Poetry Friday!

Over here we are frying bigger censorship-fish, and the whole Newbery thing just strikes me as more and more silly, but I do have to link to a contest for the best use of "scrotum" in a limerick or other poem.

Quoth Rosefox: (I just love love love higgledy-piggledies, as a poetry form.*)

Dingly-dangly
Newbery Medalists
Love to say "scrotum"
Which some find uncouth.

I say the libraries'
Antitesticular
Stance hides a little too
Much from our youth.

Horror writer C.M. Priest:

Oh you can't read aloud about scrotums
that word's too uncouth, so demote 'em
to balls, nuts, or nads
or just call them "the lads"
but anatomy textbooks? Don't quote 'em.

Marissa Lingen, with the inevitable William Carlos Williams parody:

This is just for the snake to say--
I have bitten
the scrotum
that was on
your dog

And which
he was probably
hoping
I wouldn't.

Forgive me
it was so delicious
so salty
and somewhat cooler than the ambient body temperature.

*More properly known as a double dactyl; more here. Why do I love them so? I think it's the minuet-like rhythm, which gives them an airy, elegant-yet-silly feeling.