Bellydance Limericks

Duvet

New member
Bellydancers, chronologically old,
Please keep dancing and refuse to be told
To; “Sit down and be quiet,
Act your age and don’t riot.”
You might wrinkle, but don’t crumple and fold!
 

Duvet

New member
A teacher of Keti’s pulse8ing
Was inspired, and so fell to debating;
“I’ll add my own branch,
and bring wind to the dance.”
But she spent the whole class flatulating!
 

Mosaic

Super Moderator
Bellydancers, chronologically old,
Please keep dancing and refuse to be told
To; “Sit down and be quiet,
Act your age and don’t riot.”
You might wrinkle, but don’t crumple and fold!
LOL! that sounds like me - never give up, mind you I'm sure my joints are their own musical instrument at times adding to the music playing:lol:
~M
 

Duvet

New member
The dancer, Miss Isadora Duncan,
Decided convention was bunkum.
She refused ballet classes
And studied Greek vases,
And set up her schools to debunk ‘em.


The American dancer, St.Denis,
Was viewed as a dangerous menace.
The Muse that she had
Was a cigarette ad,
But her fame spread from L.A. to Venice.


Loie Fuller had skirts most voluminous,
Using silks that were pretty and numerous.
Her ‘Serpentine Dance’
Was the rage across France,
And she patented how to be numinous.
 
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Duvet

New member
A mechanic, all day drenched in oil,
Transforms when he’s not at his toil
And becomes a fine figure
Of grace, joy and vigour
When he dances his Arabic foil.
 

Duvet

New member
Inanna undressed for the dead
And Salome danced for John’s head.
Mata Hari was hot
Before she was shot,
But bellydancing was not what they led.
 

Duvet

New member
It was whispered at one of our shows
“Bellydancers should only be those
That are young, lithe and healthy,
Long-haired, and bust wealthy.”
- I punched the young man on the nose!
 

Duvet

New member
My friends say my costumes look tattered;
And dance leaves me worn out and shattered;
And I think that the years
Are affecting my ears
‘Cause I no longer hear myself flattered.:(
 

Erik

New member
A student who reached the last mile
could not decide on a style;
and said hell with it,
I'll dance for a bit,
and decide on a style in a while!

[Please be merciful. I haven't written a limerick since required to do so in school in 1975.]
 

Duvet

New member
To stop me from dancing they plotted,
And said I’m too old and crack-potted.
Yes, I can’t do floor work,
And my joints they all hurt…
But I love what I do, so get knotted!!
 

Duvet

New member
Dancing feels part of my soul.
When I move to the oud I feel whole.
The arghul and the nay
Take my anguish away,
And my heart does the mizmar console.
 

Duvet

New member
A belly dance sailor from Slapton
Went to sea on the HMS Clapton.
Her belly roll flutter
Caused the whole crew to utter:
"We want to make her navel captain!"
 
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Duvet

New member
An old dairy farmer from Slough
Decided to train up each cow
To do Arabic dance,
And discovered by chance,
How to make milk-shakes 'au naturale'!
 

Darshiva

Moderator
A hefty young dancer named Jimmy
Decided to learn how to shimmy
When his girth got to rocking
His knees started knocking...


Ten big smiles to anyone who can finish this. My other rhymes to "Jimmy " are lame but I like the first four lines.
Finished by me

A hefty young dancer named Jimmy
Decided to learn how to shimmy
When his girth got to rocking
His knees started knocking
And the audience thought 'What a ninny!'
 

Duvet

New member
A skilled belly dancer called Margot,
Would step out on stage with bravado,
And dance, playing drums
With only her thumbs,
As she sang all the tunes from 'Mikado'.
 

Duvet

New member
An eccentric old Laird of the Glen
Taught Raqs Sharki to all of his men.
They formed a dance clan,
And professed, to a man,
That they’d never drink whisky again.

The Laird gave each man a half crown,
And sent them to dance through the town.
And their Temperance spiel,
With an Eastern dance reel,
In the streets they performed up and down.

As they shimmied to swift Tsiftetellis
They entered the pub "Tartan Wellies".
With the beat of Maqsoom
They tee-totaled the room
And proceeded to shake the beer-bellies.

Then they left and decided to knock
At each house, where their hips they did rock.
And the children and men,
Babes-in-arms and women,
Joined in with each roll, pop and lock.

And once the whole town's population
Knew the joys of chest-hip isolation,
They petitioned the King
With the sweetest Taqsim,
And were granted a Royal Undulation!

Now dance spread throughout all the land
And they cameled and snaked hand-in-hand
But they just could not keep
Away from peat-reek.
Without it their parties felt bland.

So the Temperance Law did not last.
But how to dance with decanter and glass?
They soon learnt how to tie
A small bottle to the thigh,
And hey presto! - the whisky hip flask!
 
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