A fun theme in the Limerick form is the “Tom Swift”. A self-referential verse.
“Dear Kay may I speak to you frankly?
I know that you’ve been feeling dankly.
But your suicide
will just be implied –
those bullets won’t work.” said Tom blankly.
Ærchie shot back this reply
Poor Kay, who found life somewhat slavely
Tried ending it, often quite knavely.
“One day she just might
Do everything right
Then we’ll have to dig” said Tom gravely