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ND pile on Limricks (poached from another site)

Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 1:12 am
by SoCalTrjn
In Southbend the nachos are free;
their sorrow has turned into glee.
The whole nation knows
that their football team blows,
and Chuck's fingers are covered with cheese.


Said Charlie to Tyrone and Lou,
"What am I now going to do?"
"Can't win with these guys,
got no wins in four tries".
They laughed as they told him, "You're Screwed".


The Irish are feeling frustration
They might be the worst in the Nation
Their Coach is all talk
and his "genius" we mock
Their "Legend" is just masterbation


In football, coach Charlie can't play,
"But that won't stop me!" he would say.
Cuz he can't be beat -
fat boy's quick on his feet,
in a race to the front of the buffet


The Domer fans want Clausen to pass.
But the defense is taking them to class.
Seems they also can't run.
Jimmys having no fun!
Watching the game from his ass.


There once was Coach named Charlie
Who was never confused with Chris Farley
Though morbidly obese
He was yet to decease
And his sense of humor was described as; "not hardly"


There once was a program I hated
But now that all seems very dated
No matter how low
in the rankings they go
Jesus Christ, they are still overrated


Charlie Weis was obsessed with one feat:
To give little orphans new cleats.
A priest asked him why - was it to be a nice guy?
He said, "No, we just need someone to beat."


The Domers and Ruins felt joy
They felt they were men among boys
But once they played ball
And suffered a fall
Their recruits all went running to Troy


There once was a guy named Jim
Being the champion of ND was his whim
Took a limo to school
Now he looks like a fool
Cuz his chance for some wins are quite slim


The French leader’s a baby emu
A leprechaun in a tutu
All hope is now gone
They’ll just grow longer lawn
And throw Jimmy in Chuck’s Irish Stew


there once was a coach named Weiss
Who's career was on thin ice
He didn't cut the grass
to try to save his fat ass
but his failure was quick and concise



The Irish were once proud and mighty.
Rudy's dad thought the stadium quite sightey.
But 0 and four they now stand.
The worst team in the land.
And Fat Chuck the Big one he bitey.

Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 2:21 am
by Jimmy Medalions
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:19 am
by Danimal
Charlie was at a loss for words
their ineptness was simply absurd
the run-game had no beef
It was rank like a queef
they look like gold spray-painted turds


The Haiku of Charlie:

Team's really sucking
D's flaccid like ancient cock
Plus I'm still too fat

Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:51 am
by SoCalTrjn

Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 3:20 pm
by SoCalTrjn
Charlies Weis went to confession
To discuss his eating obsession
"Father O'Malley, I've sinned
I just ate Brady Quinn"
He looked like corned beef in a delicatessen