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Iran |
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A mendicant monk from Baghdad
Became rich by looking so sad
As muttering curses
Ladies dug in their purses
And gave him all that they had.
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Iraq |
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This
monk came from Ireland's Limerick
From a famous abbey of Benedict
He joined
50monks.com
And praised with aplomb
"I, hereby, declare this my new clique!" (Theo)
A pacifist monk from Sligo
When drafted asked "why should I go?"
Vowed not to do harm
So stayed home to farm
Whistling all the while through his pie hole.
(MDW)
There once was a monk from ol’ Dublin
Who committed the ultimate pub sin
He put ice in his stout
And was forthrightly kicked out
And with pinesol his chair got a scrubbin’
(Theo) |

Ireland
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Israel
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This monk came from
beautiful Napoli
He sang through the streets, oh so happily
He couldn't carry a tune
And would howl at the moon
Even dogs thought he yelped rather crappily. (Theo)
(Disgraziato!
A Neopolitan monk who can't sing??!!)
There once was a monk from old Venice
Who was known as a bit of a menace
He pee'd in the canal
While reading Pascal
And skipped vespers to play table-tennis
(Theo)
A demented monk from St. Peters
poisoned the papel bird-feeders
the next day at dawn
hearing no birdsong
gloated "take that, you pestilent tweeters!" (MDW) |

Italy
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The springs of Nagano so warm
That sheltered snow-monks from the storm
Who comb out your kink
One-mindfully sink
As children bewitched lean out for 'em (Bert)
A zendo in cyberspace
rose
So webmonks could minimize woes
Their pupils dilated
Their thoughts 'vaporated
But reaching samahdi - who knows? (Bert) (try
whisky my little Zen friends! --The Pope)
There once was a monk from Japan
Who didn't like being a man
Now he's a nun in Taipan. (Theo)
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Japan
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A monk on a Kenyan safari
chased cheetahs in a bright red Ferrari
of the roadkill in his wake
5 hyenas, 11 meerkats and a snake
it seems he was not very sorry.
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Kenya |
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There once was a monk from Beirut
He ate beans and often would toot
He farted real bad
On a trip to Baghdad
And for that, they gave him the boot!
(Theo)
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Lebanon |
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There once was monk from ol' Libya
Most jolly, he often will rib 'ya
And for my money
He's outrageously funny
Slapped my leg till I bruised my left tibia .
(Theo) |

Libya |
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This monk came from Mexico
City
Drank Mezcal and was crazy
and witty
He woke up in Zocala
No en su sala
With bad breath and just a
bit gritty. (Theo)
This
monk came from old Tehuantepec
Where strong women can make
you a wreck
They live matriarchal
But his robes would just
Sparkle
And he knew in which order
to peck! (Theo)
(oh, but the colors are
FABULOUS!)
An eccentric monk from Cancun
Had his face tattooed like a raccoon
each day that he'd wake
realizing his mistake
cursed "why did I not opt for baboon?"
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Mexico
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There was a bald monk
from Morocco
Who had a few holes in his socko
But given some yarn
He knew how to darn
To his tailor, this caused quite a shocko!
(Theo) |

Morocco |
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In mountainous northern Nepal
A monk took a treacherous fall
But because of insight
His limbs folded just right
And no real harm was done him at all.
(Dorothy) |

Nepal |
"There was a bald monk from
fair Amsterdam
Whose computer got froze by a
spamster-jam
So he picked up his quills
And wrote with such thrills
Till he shouted with pain, Oh!
Crampster! Damn!(Theo)
An erudite monk from The Hague
Was
fearful of catching the plague
He tore
out his hair
Till
his scalp was quite bare
Since his knowledge of his'try was vague.
(Dorothy)
There was bald monk from den
Haag
Who rode into town on a stag
His version of reindeer
Which I can't quite explain here!
Call it a Dutch mental lag!
(Theo)
(d'oh!...just a
little self-depricating Dutch joke...)
Deze monnik was niet
van ons land
Niet Utrecht of Haarlem of Rand
Had een windje achtergelaten
Kan niet meer met nonnetjes praten
Want dat woord een afschuwelijk opstand! (Theo)
(niet lekker, hoor!)
Some monks near the North Sea did wish
To pray, to reflect, say Kaddish
But alas, they could not, they were fish. (Dorothy)
A monk from the land
of the Dutch
Of cheese and good
beer had too much
His odor was smelly
And past his big
belly
His big muddy
toes couldn't touch (Theo)
She is our Lady Dutrieux
She
writes limericks for monks just like you
With the Dutch magic ‘shroom
Her
rhymes always bloom
For
the heart a most spiritual brew (Krista)
Een monnik uit oud Amsterdam
Zoop zichzelf elke dag lam
Liet de hele dag boertjes
Zag nonnen als hoertjes
Tot God hem het leven ontnam (Manon)
There once was monk from Dordrecht
Who's day is totally wrecked!
She left her phone on the train
And it started to rain
She feels like a silly reject!! (Theo)
There once was monk from Delft
His china he carefully shelved
So pretty and white
The deep blues were just right
That he painted all by himself! (Theo)
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Netherlands
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A chemist monk from New Zeeland
perfected a new form of sealent
It prevented beer
from losing its cheer
and leading folks to disagreement.
(MDW) |

New
Zealand
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This Norwegian monk loved
Peer Gynt
Which left a most noble
imprint
On his desire for plays
That were proudly Norway's
Which before he'd just
given a glint. (Theo)
A spiritual monk lived in Oslo
On his cell wall, he saw a wood cross glow
This must be a sign
Unless I drank too much wine??
I ate
enough pasta with sauce, though!! (Theo)
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Norway
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There once was a monk from North Pole.
Never scored on golf's bloody ninth hole.
He set it on fire.
Denied it, the liar!
"It was Santa, he's out on parol !" (Manon) |

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There once was a monk from
old Palestine
Who was a wonderful pal of mine
I prayed on his rugs
Gave him many bear hugs
And drank from his cup, bowl, and chalice & stein! (Theo)
(the wine, the beer...the corruption is all of mine)
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Palestine |
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There once was monk from Paraguay
Who was sadly losing a hair a day
“Lord, it appears that you’ve called
For me to go bald
Just don’t take my youthful libido away. (Theo) |

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There once was a monk from
old Poland
Who loved to read
Song of Roland
He fought for
Charlemagne
Killed Saracens in his
brain
Till the meds slowly
cramped his strong bow hand. (Theo)
(French lit. will do that to you...!)
There once was a bald monk
from Krakow
A loner whose friend was a
black cow
But there was just one
Good-natured young nun
Who'd visit, clean, cook
and has know-how. (Theo)
(in the more subtle, feminine arts...hee, hee)
A food loving monk from
Wraclaw
Fine stews and soups making pots of
But while in the kitchen
Subdued his involuntary twitchin
By sipping vodka of which he had lots of.
(MDW)
A monk from the port of Gdansk
Visiting the Mordovian city, Saransk
Spoke not one word of Moksha
Or understood Erzya
But tried German when given the chance.
(MDW)
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Poland
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Portugal |
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A Romanian monk from Cluj
Opted to train for the luge
But his tightwadded antics
At the winter olympics
Made everyone think him a Scrooge.
(MDW) |

Romania |
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This
monk strolled on Nevsky Prospekt
He
never gained proper respect
He
drank too much vodka
Was
exiled to Nakhodka
For reading too much Bertold
Brecht (Theo)
(philistines...master Brecht is a god!)
There
once was monk from the Caucas
Who's
behavior was just a bit raucous
One
day near the Chechen
He
started a wretchin'
After
drinks at the Feast of the Baucus (Theo)
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Russia
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Saudi Arabia |
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An
Edinburgh monk that knew Darwin
Found his theories rather quite
jarrin'
This evolution
Could cause revolution
From my flock, this knowledge
I'm barrin'. (Theo)
A lonely monk up in John o' Groats
Stared days by the sea out at the boats
northwards to St. Margarets Hope
with his dog on a rope
he dreamt of damsels in petticoats.
(MDW)
There once was a monk from fair Glasgow
Whose neon – green robes made his ass glow
He put aside some convention
And gathered attention
The nuns all thought he had brass, though. (Theo) |

Scottland
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There was fine monk from Seychelles
Who owned a chain of hotels
This sounds obscure
He's supposed to be poor
Just a myth that his church often sells!! (Theo) |

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South
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South
Korea
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A monk serving the inquisiton
Found himself in a tricky position
While tormenting a Moor
He thought was impure
But was saying an act of contrition.
(MDW)
A monk from the Gardens Aranjuez
Does whatever the superior nun says
“Stand on your head!
Now take me to bed!
I tire of you little fat dunces!”
(Theo)
There once was a monk from granada
Who fancied a good empanada
To his disbelief
Spain ran out of beef
Now forced to eat cheese enchalada.
(Theo)
There once was a monk from Seville
Who slipped on a lemon peel
Unlucky fellow
That makes Limoncello
On him Monetary’s illegal still.
(Theo)
A monk from the Gardens Aranjuez
Does whatever the superior nun says
“Stand on your head!
Now take me to bed!
I tire of you fat little dunces!”
(Theo)
There once was a monk from granada
Who fancied a good empanada
To his disbelief
Spain ran out of beef
Now he's forced to eat cheese enchalada.
(Theo)
There once was a monk from Seville
Who slipped on a lemon peel
Unlucky fellow
That makes Limoncelo
On his Monestary’s illegal still.
(Theo) |

Spain
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A century old monk from Ceylon
Shared the reason his life was so long
I laugh till I cry
But not till I die
He said and skipped off with a song. (Dorothy) |

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Sudan
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There once was monk from
fair Sweden
Whose advice you'd better be heedin'
He descends from high kings
From the land of Vikings
And for life you will often
be pleadin'. (Theo)
This monk was a lively young Swede
Who survived drinking very strong Meade
Sometimes he would try
To go raiding while high
On his trustworthy strong sober steed.
(Theo)
This monk comes from hot-blooded Swedes
Who needed to spread his good seeds
If not for the crop
But to lie on the top
To produce all the sons that he needs. (Theo) |

Sweden
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There once was monk from
olde Berne
Where people are usually
stern
But he liked to party
Like Germans, more hearty
Decorum was not his
concern. (Theo)
There once was a monk from
Geneva
Sang soprano and behaved
like a Diva
"For it is no crime,
That I am so sublime
I live life and take
intiziativa!" (Theo)
There once was monk from
cold Switzerland
So boring, his nickname was
Mr. Bland
He started writing his
rhymes
And had glorious times
With Absinthe he became the
tounge-twister man (Theo) |

Switzerland
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This monk was curious Tajik
Whose prospects seemed just a bit bleak
"I feel like a wanna-be
From my town Dushanbe
It's the action of Moscow I seek!" (Theo) |

Tajikistan |
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This monk surfed the beach at Pataya
So naughty, he just went astray-a
He drank good Thailand rum (from Cuba)
And started to hum
With the boys that do things that way-a
(naughty, naughty boy!) (Theo)
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Thailand
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A Tibetan monk I
respect
warned me of my major defect
should I waste any more time
writing monk-laden rhyme
I'll reincarnate as an insect.
(MDW) |

Free Tibet |
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There
once was a monk from south Turkey
Who's
ideas were clever and perky
To
challenge his mind
He
left behind
His
hometown and ran off to Berkeley! (Theo)
There
once was a bald monk from Turkey
Who
crafted a famous beef-jerkey
It is not complicated
When you're amalgamated
And
get all your spices from Durkee (Theo)
There
was a fine monk from north Turkey
Who's
faith and vision were murky
So
he suffered the wrath
Of
a hot Turkish bath
And
now is feeling more perky! (Theo)
In Konya a monk and a dervish
At a restaurant complained of
the service
The waitress they said
Had asked both to bed
And made them exceedingly
nervous (MDW)
A cynical monk came from Sinop
His antics just made your chin drop
"Diogenes has no class!
I'll kick his ass!
Especially when I get ginned-up! (Theo) |

Turkey
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Uganda
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Ukraine
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There once was a monk from old Liverpool
Who didn't do well in parochial school
But he excelled at the footie
And became a tough hoodie
Busted heads which is not very cool.. (Theo)
A
Manchester monk hated footie
The
people all mocked, "you're a goodie!
You
better get real
Or
lose your next meal
We'll throw all your crops in the woodie!" (Theo)
A scouse monk up in Merseyside
went to Goodison to jeer the home side
"I follow only the Reds
and will till I'm dead"
which proved true as right then he died.
(MDW)
There once was a monk from ol' Merseyside
Whose cousin Vinnie lived on the Jersey side
"YO! How ya doin?
What's that your brewin'?
Pardon my cough, my plurisee's wide!" (Theo)
oh man...that's a lung disease...I'm disgusting
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United
Kingdom
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Uzbekistan |
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There once was a monk from
Caracas
A Chavista who played the Maracas
For the U.S. election
He sang out his selection
"I proudly support the Barackas!" (Theo)
This monk came from Old
Venezuela
Had an affair with Sister Consuela
She gets all hot-blooded
For the monks who are hooded
"Iz nice, and so soft...molto bella!" (Theo) |

Venezuela |
A monk from the jungles of 'nam
Reanimated live pigs from spam
But grew tired of his trade
And since then he's made
Fresh new blueberries from jam.
(MDW)
This monk came from North Viet Nam
Marched with Minh, because he gave a damn!
“Our Holy Grail
Begins on this trail
Where someday we should build a tram!” (Theo)
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Zimbabwe
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