So have you heard of the Darwin Awards?
You would like some explanation no doubt.
The concept is honest which I applaud,
So let me tell you what it’s all about:
Darwin Awards salute or honour
Improvements to the human gene pool;
But some might not perhaps find humour
In the stupidities of a fool
Whose exit was due to an accident
Resulting from actions by his own hand.
However this manner of incident
Allows more room for a populace so crammed.
Whatever your ethical objection
Nonetheless this much at least must be said:
Self administered natural selection
Means no idiot genes survive when dead.
Two examples will now be provided
In a form without subtlety, quite bold.
A limerick is very well suited
When these kind of misadventures are told:
A young man had a gun on hire
Which he could not get to fire;
He looked down the barrel,
Gave the trigger a fiddle……..
His end was really quite dire.
A motorized handicapped man
Was a joker who had a plan:
Found the lift doors were closed,
Rammed the doors quite composed
And went to his end with élan.
There’s also a special category
For those who did not manage to go;
As the try was unsatisfactory -
They’re termed ‘at risk’ survivors and so:
A snake handler, Gordon from Darwin
Had lingered far too long at an inn,
Picked up a king brown snake
Which bit him in a shake
And as he bagged it bit him agin and agin and agin… x9
He’s either a sinner or a saint;
If a sinner then less drink and more dinner.
But not sure which he is and which he ain’t -
If a saint then mortification of the flesh is a clear winner.