At about 8:28 the morning host mentioned that I had sent in a limerick and that I was driving my kids to school. Then he said, 'Unfortunately, I can't read the limerick over the air. But it is pretty good.' This didn't bother Patrick and Julia at all, they were just excited to hear their names on the radio.
So here's the limerick I sent in. What do you think?
There once was a man named LancelotToo much? Come on, you're telling me Howard Stern or Don Imus or Opie and Anthony wouldn't read that? I'd love to blame French radio, but the station in question is actually based out of Monaco. They're so uptight in Monaco.
At whom his friends would glance-a-lot
For whenever would pass
A wee little lass
The front of his pants would advance-a-lot.