The Peel McCoy

by Surlyh
London At Midnight Bureau

Far better than Blackman was she
And Thorson made weak cup of tea
These others were chaff
As Steed’s other half
The best spy, distaff, was Rigg, D.

No Good Steed Goes Unpunished

by Norm Knott
London after dark Bureau


There once was a man named John Steed
A proper and smart man indeed
He ne'er copped a feel
Off fair Emma Peel
He knew in his groin he'd be kneed

Britain With a Whip

by surlyh
London Crawling Bureau



This she-spy fixation I’ve heeded
As lad, Mrs. Peel, badly needed
D. Rigg was indeed
The best ‘half’of Steed
"Hit me, Brit invasion!” I pleaded


No Freudian images here
What’s seen is most blatant and clear
Though she’s having fun
With snake and cannon
Your mind, from the gutter, please steer

A Rigged Erection

by Backthrow
London Bureau

In a cat-suit, this Emma does stun
So a-Peel-ing (please pardon the pun)
I say, "Hey, you're my type!"
A quick chop, my windpipe--
Ah, 'tis Love... someone call 911...

Where’s Yer Moses Now?

by Norm Knott, surlyh and Backthrow
Hollywood Bureau

So Charlton Heston has died
And gone on last chariot ride
Gadzooks and forsooth!
He didst speak the truth
His guns from his dead hands were pried



Chuck Heston, big star, epic flicks
Has died, fallen like ton of bricks
In deep baritone
Words chiseled in stone
He bellowed ten bible rubrics


Heston Peace

He's El Cid, Ben-Hur and Will Penny

From Dark City, Big Country, so many

Touch of Evil, Khartoum

Made Apes' Planet go "Boom!

"Who fills Heston's shoes: None, not any.

For Whom the Dumbbell Tolls

All those seeking seats on the dais
Talk down to and “regular guy” us
As long as we choose
To vote for yahoos
With anti-intellectual bias

Reinventing the Heel

Inventor attending convention
With Mrs. stirred marital tension
His vows he deserted
For model he flirted
Ignoring the mom of invention

Castle Creep

by Backthrow
Hollywood Bureau

Castle's odd masterpiece was THE TINGLER
Vincent Price, and his spine intermingler
The thing grew on fear
Kids got zapped in the rear
The result: a cash register jingler!


13 GHOSTS, his next foray in Fear
Bill provided "Illusion-O" gear
For those who were chickens
Scared out of their Dickens
Could choose to see spooks disappear


Looky-looky-looky-looky-looky! Step right up! You can't afford to miss the above William Castle double-feature of 13 GHOSTS (1960) and THE TINGLER (1959) on Turner Classic Movies' "TCM Underground" tonight, starting at 2:00 AM (EST)! For just the eighth part of a day, you can prove to your friends that you can face the cold and clammy grip of fear, and live to tell the tale!

And for the hale and hearty amongst you, watch out for Limerick Of The Day's William Castle Week, later this month, right here on the inside, at this blog --presented in the startlingly modern cyber-miracles of Html-scope (tm) and Rhymerrround (tm)!

Another slain by Time, assassin

by Backthrow
Hollywood Bureau

Sad news to report, of the passin'
Of world-class director, Jules Dassin
Brute Force through Topkapi
Not one of them crappy
New viewers: my seatbelt I'd fasten!

The West Is History

Jesse James on this day was shot dead
With a five grand reward on his head.
Bobby Ford fired
And Jesse expired.
On the wall hung a picture, crook-ed.

Rhyme Enough At Last

In this limerick now, a haiku
Nineteen syllables long, minus two
This first line has five
And seven more here, no jive
This also has five --There, I’m through.

Try 'er Down Below

by Backthrow

A fair lass from North Carolina
For purposes here, we'll call "Dinah"
In an effort to flirt
She hiked-up her skirt
To show off her new denim shorts!

April Fool!

Let's Kill Uncle Ben

by Backthrow



Today's ode to a favorite food: Rice
Steamed/fried/puffed, any way will suffice
That paddy-grown grain
Sends joy through my brain
Those were ant eggs you served me?? What?!? TWICE?!?