No dogs allowed in BRC. Not too many parks, either.
I really hate to say this, but it's like the famous essay about Cheese...
Which essay is this, you ask?
A high school teacher asks the students to pick a subject out of a bowl, then write a 7500 word short on the subject they pick. Johnny, the local motor-head picks the one that says "Cheese".
He looks... stunned. Like he'd been pole-axed. Thinking to himself, "What do I know about Cheese?" Then this look of inspiration crosses his eyes, and he starts to write furiously.
So Johnny writes this essay instead on his favorite car, this Chevy Chevelle. It was fast, it was sleek, it was an babe magnet. His main squeeze, Janie, used to go everywhere with him in it... it was like his ticket to Nirvana.
Then this other kid, Bill, drives *his* new ride to school - this old 'vette stingray. Hot car. People started flocking to him, chicks wanted to ride with him, Other guys envied him. Even Janie, the shallow, dumped Johnny so she could hang around Bill.
With a flourish, he walks to the front desk and hands in his essay. The teacher reads through it, referring back to the small slip of paper attached to the corner. Shaking her head, and totally perplexed, she calls Johnny up.
"This is a great essay. You wrote this amazing article on your car, and the disappointment you felt when Bill bought the corvette, and became popular. Excellent writing style, nicely parsed."
"Yep" said Johnny, a look of smug satisfaction on his face.
"But", his teacher continued, "Your essay was about Cheese. See the slip here? Not once did you talk about Cheese; I mean, younever even put the word in the essay."
"That's right", said Johnny, still on his cloud".
"Well then," said the teacher," Is there any possible way you can coorelate the subject, Cheese, with your car essay? Sure, it IS a fine piece of writing, but how is it even close to on topic?
"Easy." Says Johnny. "Ya see, I was the cool guy around here, had the cute ol' lady, the fast car, people liked me. Then this butthole, Bill, shows up in his stupid corvette, all my friends, heck, even my girlfriend leaves me for that dickwad, and, man, that *really* cheeses me."
I know it's not a limerick, but it makes the point.
I could come up with a hundred limericks an hour, hell, I could plagiarize them from limerick sites and change one word to "burner", "black rock city", "Playa", etc... and it would be no more about Burning Man than a dog in a park. There's enough valid info in this board where in 5 minutes you can come up with subjects that ARE realistically germane to Burning Man.
Sorry, I hate to be snarky, but, maybe, Birdman, you should read about this thing, I mean, learn what the event is and what it's all about. THEN do some limericks. We don't care what your post count is... I can post a shitload of crap and get a post count in the stratosphere, but would people read it? Prolly not. I know I wouldn't.
So please... find out something about the event first. Otherwise your limericks are, well, like Cheese...
Sorry, and good luck. Seriously.
With this, I'm out...