Blogging, doggerel - A Limerick Medical Blogging Challenge

A doctor turned literary critic
challenged me to blog a medical limerick.
I thought for a while,
Then with a smile,
A dozen limericks I blogged double quick.

A medical blogger thought his blogs bright,
He considered them faster than light,
Until he sent one out one day
in a relative way
and it returned the previous night.

John Donne said no man is an atoll,
Expression is the need of our soul,
Now we start blogs,
To better our nogs.
And sit atop the literary honor roll.

There once was a blogger named Reece
Who thought his blogs should be for lease.
A blog reader told him off,
with a sneer and a scoff,
But Reece still blogs on without surcease.

For years it has been an end of mine
To write a blog for a friend of mine.
This man is a medic
(a genus pathogenic)
Who else would be a friend of mine?

Your blogger is a bald-headed male
Who writes comic poems without fail.
This Prince of the Grin
To whom Fun is Next of Kin
Now grips the health system by the tale.

Among the computer cognoscenti
Especially those on EHRs hellbenti,
It is widely held
And often yelled
The future belongs to digital literati.

In these limericks every line has been clean
not a word that’s profane or obscene
Or spelled by four letters
That might pain my health betters
Or demean them – if you know what I mean.

There’s a old blogger in Old Saybrook,
Who believes the health world he has shook,
But, why do you think?
To his blogs they link,
It’s because they link by mistook.

A health blogger should cultivate brevity,
With a suitable leaven of levity.
In short, be terse,
For nothing is worse
Than interminable verbal longevity.

A blogger is like a rare old pelican
His bill holds more than his belican
He can take in his beak
Enough words for a week
I’m darned if I know how the helican.

Not all of these limericks are original,
Some may even strike you as aboriginal,
But whatever your take,
Whatever criticisms you make,
Blogging a dozen is not trivial.