Ulysses Limericks

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I've been in a white heat of Limerick fever this week. Here's the
latest on Ulysses:

Lotus Eaters #1
In the bathroom he dwells on a lotus
A billet doux from the pocket he showed us
Her language so flirty
Makes Flower feel dirty
Her roses he tries not to notice

Lotus Eaters #2
Naughty Miss Martha she beckoned
For Henry was lonely she reckoned
But when she comes calling
He can't help from falling
Some thirty-two Bloom feet per second

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The Ulysses challenge continues...

Hades #3
In Hades his thoughts grow nightmarish
On the losses of loved ones we cherish
Of Rudy's young face
And father's disgrace
Each day umpteen thousand more perish

Aeolus #1
There's a paper where men shoot the breeze
Blowing steam over Mad Cow's disease
Home Rule is one topic
On which they're myopic
For our heroes have both lost their key(e)s

Oh, Leopold, will you ever win?