SCA Limericks

There once was a man from Antir
Who's music would always turn queer
He sang if f-sharp
and played on a harp
that was tuned with vodka and beer

There once was a man from Caid
who always rode a great steed
It's name was Winnebago
so only to fair-grounds would they go
where power and pump-outs were plenty indeed

And, just in case you think I'm only picking on other places, here's one for the Kingdom I hold dear.

There once was a man from the West
who wore iron hat and tin vest
When hit in the crotch,
he yelled "Oh my gosh,
It's a cup in which I'll invest!"