First of all, I want to thank @breezin for this opportunity, not only for me to participate but for Children's Lit to have a space to develop freely here on Steemit.

Besides I've put tones of love in making this hybrid composition (a story in limerick form, or in a limerick series), this is what I can tell you regarding my entry:

I love the musicality of limericks. I’m fond of this form of verse, and I have used it a lot both with kids and adults in class (to practice vocabulary while having some fun). I’m a terrible singer, and this is a fantastic way to bring melody to my class without having my poor students listen to my ghastly singing.

Limericks are supposed to be funny (even obscene, which is not the case here and will never be if it’s meant for children). It always follows AABBA rhyme scheme. Lines one, two, and five are anapestic trimeter (although we must notice the first unstressed sound is absent, so it may appear amphibrachic at the beginning); whereas lines three and five are anapestic dimeter. You can say the rhythm is like this: ta-tum-ta-ta-tum-ta-ta-tum for longer lines and ta-ta-tum-ta-ta-tum for shorter ones.

You should try to read this poem/story aloud. I’m sure you’ll find it quite amusing; at some points it’s like a tongue twister.

Click here to read the original post of this wonderful contest For the Love of Kids Competition #1, by @breezin.

The Cowies’ Cat, or Cowie-cat

                               There was a li’l cat in my village.
                               The neighbors would feed him with silage.
                               First time he went and mewed,
                               he said moo as he chewed,
                               for a hag had bewitched all the tillage.

                               Poor kitten grew a poll and a muzzle,
                               and a dewlap he dangled to guzzle;
                               he grew pasterns and hoofs,
                               made all sorts of cow goofs.
                               For the villagers, this was great puzzle.

                               Six years had gone by since the curse.
                               Which good wizards had tried to reverse.
                               Truth be told, none of them
                               could tell well how or when
                               Cowie-Cat would just look only worse.

                               This business looked quite paranormal.
                               But still they would keep it informal.
                               For the villagers knew that a cat which mewed moo
                               would but win them a really loud boo!
                               ’Twas not cow, ’twas not cat, ’twas not normal.

                               The seventh year was almost done;
                               the hag would then get the curse gone.
                               She appeared on her broom,
                               chanted ting-tingle-boom…
                               In a wink, cow to behold was none!

                               (And the cat? Well, he still meows a moo...!)

Thanks for reading.

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