Paradox Limericks

    Paradox Limericks

            There once was a poet from Crete

            who performed a remarkable feat.

            He announced to the wise,

            “Every Cretan tells lies,”

            thus ensuring their logic’s defeat.

            Said a monk to a man named Joshu

            “Is that dog really God?” He said “Mu.”

            This answer is vexing

            and highly perplexing

            and that was the best he could do.

           

            I once heard a butterfly shout

            while giddily flitting about,

            “Of Chaos I sing!

            Each flap of my wing                                    

            Brings thunderstorm, rainbow, or drought!”

           

            An electron confessed to the fact

            that its nature was not too exact.

            “I’m a particle, yes;

            that is true, more or less

            but I frequently like to diffract.”

           

            There once was a humanoid race

            that wanted to travel through space.

            But the aliens said,

            “Do not help them! Why spread

            such critters all over the place?”

            A citizen asked me, with rue,

            “Now what is a voter to do?

            For Moe is a knave

            And Larry’s not brave

            and Curly has hardly a clue!”

           

            You may think that these limericks are clean

            just because they aren’t lewd or obscene;

            but they do whisper scandal

            that some couldn’t handle

            if only they knew what they mean.