A Gaelic Cretan Adventure

Sitting through the seventh presentation in the past five hours, a desperate Alex Feinstein discovered the only thing that could get her through what was increasingly becoming the most difficult moments of her sort of young life. And so the great Limerick Obsession of '06 was born. The following is only a sampling of the output produced in a mere four days, selected based on the minimal amount of inside jokes and restricted to my own compositions.

There once was an island called Crete
Of cool sites it was a blank sheet
I got really bored
As 'round it we toured
At least there was lots of good meat!

[Ed.-I made the mistake of orally performing this one in front of our group leader, which not only made her feel bad, but probably added to the already numerous occasions where I've jeopardized my career in the field. Like the time I wore an old T-shirt to my quals]

We woke up around half past 3
And got on the bus...no Katie!
Set(h) ran back to Loring
And found her a-snoring
But she still had time to brush her teeth.

The first day was really quite hard
We've been up 9 hours so far
It's still before lunch
The planner needs punched
Where to find some feathers and tar?

There once was a bus microphone
It made someone's voice higher-toned
We covered our ears
The sound was so sheer
But it mattered not; our hearing was blown.

[Ed. Sometimes our group leader's announcements were a tad high-volumed. The only benefit derived from this was when Saraki (aka Sara) had to give her report on the bus, and asked into the microphone if her voice was too loud, prompting the group leader to ask Sara if she was too loud. Saraki replied (into the microphone) most politically: "Sometimes it gets a little loud." It was pretty awesome, and if you don't think so, I will fight you. That's no lie.]

There once was an overgrown land
With bushes as tall as your hand
The girls had to pee
So they crouched like a "G"
Thus they slackened their bladders' demand

[Ed.-We're often at sites with no bathrooms, so the girls have to take to wild when nature calls. They don't always pick the most subtle of spots.]

There once was fun soccer game
Things were for while still rather tame
Then Erika tripped
Her front tooth was chipped
And to an end playfulness came

[Ed.-Luckily, Erika was ok except for some minor scrapes, bruises, cuts, and said chipped tooth. We never found the fragment]

There once a waitress so coy
She gave hope to one special boy
She sent all the signs
But when it came time
He's better off with Chips A'Hoy

And on an unrelated note...

There once was a small KFC
And a bucket had by a lady
The dude said, "One fork?"
"BESCUSE Me?? T'ain't pork!"
You best mu-fuckin' 'pologize to me!"

The worker most aptly replied.
He said, "Bitch, I don't know your life!"
But what happened then
Don't ask of Sannan
This sure is a real bumpy ride

[Ed.-You can tell that I wrote this on the bus. Also, this didn't happen in Greece, but in fair America, and was told in prose form to us by Sannan. The quotes are adapted to fit the meter, with the pork and apologize parts being added (though not the mu-fuckin', which was said twice in a questioned which wondered whether the lad thought the lady was going to eat the whole thing by herself.]

I didn't include pictures in here because they are online elsewhere, so if you don't have access to facebook or didn't get an email from me for Kodak, let me know. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late for an important date with some potatoes, cream, butter, and garlic.