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Limericks from the Banquet

Carol Budd
ABLE President 2003-2005
St. Lawrence University
Canton, NY

cbudd@stlawu.edu

Budd

ABLE members wrote these limericks during the banquet of the 2006 ABLE annual meeting (while preparing for the dance-off).

Congratulations to each presenter!
We hope that you might enter
The ABLE Hall of Fame.
Now I know that sounds lame,
But you all have become my mentor!

This year ABLE met at Purdue.
We learned lots of things that were new.
If you give beer and planes
To such creative brains,
Then mayhem will surely ensue.

This year we howled with the wolves;
Heard the pounding of bison hooves.
After workshops and snacks
And the shirts on our backs,
Thanks Susan and Anna for your "h'oevres"!

We saw the beasts at Wolf Park;
We were delighted by the music of Mark.
We stayed up with the owls,
We now invite you to howl.
If you don't want to howl, just bark.

Hornworms, wasps, Artemia , beetles, and beans;
Such diversity I have never seen.
Are the types of biologists,
But not of geologists.
Of non-living rocks they are more keen.

There once was a past president named Budd.
You can't call her a stick in the mud.
But she asks us to write;
We'd rather airplane fight
Or sing songs about frogs and blood.

The lunches at Purdue were yummy.
They could have been made by my mummy.
When the pig disappeared,
Then the audience jeered,
And my cookie came up from my tummy.

(Refers to the lunch lecture on forensic entomology!)

Not a sound from the New Guinea dog,
And none were lost in the bog.
ABLE members did howl
With the wolf pack on prowl.
View Anna's pics on the ABLE blog.

Ourselves, over nourished with sweets,
We then fed worms tobacco leaf treats.
Between wolves that ate rabbits
And our dining habits,
ABLE sure was filled with good eats.
When seeking to build a roach tractor,

Training is rarely a factor.
Take a roach that is fine,
Hook him up by a line,
At Purdue you'll find a benefactor.

In search of a drugstore unknown,
We were sent to a one-way street alone.
Now south? This was State.
We were going to be late,
In the cornfields, lost and alone.

Genes went jumping,
Hopping and bumping,
Transposing all the way to Purdue.
Looking for friends to help find cool things to do,
Next year to help do cool somethings.

In the reception by Hayden McNeil,
The grapes Donna threw were not real.
The planes they did fly,
Almost put out an eye.
We're sure ABLE will soon get the bill.

Let us tell you our longwinded fable
About all our fine friends at ABLE.
Next Year we'll get lucky
When we go to Kentucky
To swill bourbon 'til morn in the stable.

Thank you all for being so generous in your participation.
  Carol Budd
  Past-President 2003-2005

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