LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

The Ides Of March is a time to fear, The warming weather skunks my beer, The softening of the swampy land, Prepares great traps of quicke...

What to to in March on the Ides? Unlike Caesar, one runs and one hides, But, some on this date, Drink up and celebrate, That is, if you'...

The Ides of March come once again,  My stored foods have gone bad, there's nothing for din, My apples are soggy, My canned foods ar...

It's the Ides of March with a new moon, Don't be shived by Brutus the goon, Caesar wasn't too bright, His bud wasn't tigh...

The Ides of March come on the morrow, They bring to us such benign sorrow, There is no direct threat, Nor warnings just yet, We just fea...