The first is too short
The second, its cohort
I think this limerick is ferkakta
It lies on the page like a latka
With a rhyme scheme right out of Kafka.
My brother [insert name.. Mikie] likes to beat me up. (10)
He likes to think he really is tough (9)
So to make it fun (5)
I put on a ton (5)
And now he relies on luck. (7)
There once was a girl named Baxter
Her boyfriend's nice emails relaxed her
She started to frown
When her server went down
And so he said "screw it." and faxed her!
