The Uncommon Life

Luck of the Limerick Contest

February 13, 2013

We can’t be modest when it comes to our emails. Let’s face it, they’re awesome.

This month we want to give you the chance to get in on all the fun of creating one of our emails by helping us write a Limerick about one of our products. Here’s the contest: Write a Limerick for one (or all) of these four products. If we pick your poem, you’ll be featured in an upcoming email and win the item that inspired you!

Trinity Wooden Cuff Bracelet This eye-catching cuff cuts against the grain of traditional jewelry design–instead of metal or plastic, it’s crafted from natural hardwoods.

Warm or Cool Face Mugs Bring some color to those cheeks with this customer favorite!

Butterflies Pop Out Clock Time flies when you’re watching it pass on this dreamlike clock.

Spiky Owl Bird Feeder Day or night, this charming feeder is bound to be a hit–and a hoot–with backyard birds.

The Rules

  • Your poem must be a Limerick. Need some help writing a Limerick?

  • You can write one poem for each of the four products.
  • Leave your Limerick(s) in the comments below.
  • By submitting a poem, you’re giving us permission to post your name and Limerick throughout our site, social networks, emails and maybe even catalog!
  • Deadline to enter: 11:59 EST, February 27, 2013.
  • You must have a US mailing address to win this contest.
  • LIKE us on Facebook. We’ll be posting contest updates along the way, and expect to see some fun poetry gracing our wall soon!
  • We’ll announce the winner(s) by March 1, 2013. Each winning poet will receive the product they best objectified in their poem.

Happy rhyming!

UPDATE – To find out which limreicks won our contest, check out our email on March 14. Sign up for our emails here.

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  • Reply kim milligan February 13, 2013 at 5:00 pm

    There once was a cuff, trinity
    That was made of wood, can’t you see?
    It was twisted so nice, not one strand would suffice,
    So the artist made it of three. 🙂

  • Reply Brandy February 13, 2013 at 5:00 pm

    It is hard to put into words
    The joy of feeding the birds
    My feeder is cute
    Uncommon goods loot
    Perfect for owl-loving nerds

  • Reply Nadia Evans February 13, 2013 at 5:03 pm

    The woods of the bracelet are trine,
    I think it is really QUITE fine.
    To wear every day,
    for work or to play,
    this bracelet is truly divine!

  • Reply MEGAN PARLEN February 13, 2013 at 5:03 pm

    My poor cup of jo cannot speak.
    There are cookies attacking his beak.
    But jo, have no fear.
    Your mouth I can clear.
    My teeth have a winning technique.

  • Reply Mary Dabney February 13, 2013 at 5:10 pm

    A beautiful cuff made of wood
    Had everyone wishing they could
    Look as fine as me
    With the name “Trinity”
    And with this great cuff they sure would! <3

  • Reply Leah Liebergen February 13, 2013 at 5:11 pm

    Mr. Owl was wary indeed
    For the robins were eyeing his seed.
    He could sense they were near
    And his dread turned to fear
    There were so many redbreasts to feed!

  • Reply Leah Liebergen February 13, 2013 at 5:22 pm

    Time flies some people will say
    Now a week feels more like a day.
    On gossamer wings
    Each minute brings
    Memories that shall not slip away.

  • Reply Cailin Monahan February 13, 2013 at 5:23 pm

    The Trinity is what I see
    A bracelet as beautiful as can be
    Three hardwoods combine
    I want to make them mine
    The LUCKIEST girl would be me

  • Reply Robin Blewis February 13, 2013 at 5:23 pm

    Behold the bracelet of three
    Made from the wood of a tree
    It turns and twists
    Circling your wrist
    Together a chic trinity

  • Reply Sally Eastwood February 13, 2013 at 6:20 pm

    A butterfly’s delicate, right?
    But these managed to put up a fight
    They say that time flies
    And what a surprise
    On your wall they will proudly alight

  • Reply Amy Marquis February 13, 2013 at 6:20 pm

    Two mugs, mouths wide with surprise,
    Their faces somehow seem wise.
    Keepers of caffeine
    One blue, one green.
    Steadfast holders of cookie-shaped supplies.

  • Reply Sally Eastwood February 13, 2013 at 6:38 pm

    It’s time for a mug of hot tea
    But you only have one hand that’s free
    Your cookies need space
    There’s a hole in his face
    Will you promise to save one for me?

  • Reply Jessica Y. February 13, 2013 at 6:44 pm

    Munching mugs hold your cookies for you, come in sets of colorful hues!! Be the talk of the office, but you better be cautious, friends don’t steal you “cool” cup of brew!

  • Reply Sally Eastwood February 13, 2013 at 6:50 pm

    The birds in your tree need a snack
    This feeder holds seeds for a pack
    The wary night owl
    Watches over the bowl
    To ensure they don’t suffer attack

  • Reply Shellie Ayres February 13, 2013 at 7:01 pm

    Twisted walnut, rosewood and cherry
    This cuff I love makes me so merry…
    Adorning my wrist
    it gives me a twist
    And makes my arm not seem quite so hairy

  • Reply Sally Eastwood February 13, 2013 at 8:43 pm

    It’s time for a cuff that stands out
    With three different woods for more clout
    It encircles your wrist
    With sinuous twists
    Be prepared to be spoken about

  • Reply Liz G February 13, 2013 at 10:01 pm

    If you’re in the mood for a cookie
    Over here in my mouth take a lookie
    You can pair it with tea
    Your heart will fill with such glee
    ‘Cause this nice gift won your man some “thanks” nookie

  • Reply Carrie Avakian February 14, 2013 at 12:59 pm

    Trinity – this group of three
    And three is quite enough for thee
    For the brown gives it weight
    The amber its fate
    And the blond runs your wrist quite free!

  • Reply Carrie Avakian February 14, 2013 at 12:59 pm

    I hold yummy treats in my yap
    For snack is always good before nap
    But I must confess
    I can’t quite digest
    So I’m sure they’ll find their way to your trap

  • Reply Carrie Avakian February 14, 2013 at 1:00 pm

    My beauties are flying away
    With a piece of my face you might say
    But wait! – they are miffed
    It seems they’re quite stiff
    And I more lovely now that they’ve strayed

  • Reply Carrie Avakian February 14, 2013 at 1:01 pm

    I sit on my perch and I stare
    Always watching whoever goes there
    Saying “do come and feed
    On my plentiful seed”
    For with friends I am most willing to share

  • Reply Nikki Morell February 15, 2013 at 10:32 am

    The Spikey Owl Bird Feeder buddy,
    Noticed visitation was cruddy,
    No friends come to see,
    Such a wise one as he,
    They must think him an old fuddy duddy.

  • Reply Nikki Morell February 15, 2013 at 10:51 am

    Collaborate,bangle of wood,
    Several colors,oh yeah,that looks good!
    Shall attract ALL THE MASSES,
    There won’t be many passes,
    On something this HOT-GOD WHO COULD?

  • Reply Linda Greczkowski February 15, 2013 at 7:32 pm

    I opened the box and what did I see?
    A lovely bracelet made from a tree
    I lifted it out
    And started to shout
    It’s not made from one tree but three!

  • Reply Linda Greczkowski February 15, 2013 at 7:32 pm

    The birds all flock to see
    The owl hanging from my tree
    He provides them with food
    They think what a cool dude
    Little do they know it’s from me

  • Reply Eugenie February 16, 2013 at 5:15 pm

    One day this lovely pair
    On wings as light as air
    Decided to fly free,
    The wider world to see
    And escape from time’s care.

  • Reply Amy Marquis February 17, 2013 at 12:08 am

    There’s this feeder, you may have heard,
    Meant for the discerning bird.
    I think it’s a hoot,
    But the point may be moot
    If another limerick is preferred.

  • Reply joel bradshaw February 18, 2013 at 5:10 pm

    Tick tock tick tock, two butterflies around my clock.
    Two butterflies that rock my wall that holds the tick tock!
    All my other walls are jealous …..
    The butterflies are zealous.
    Tick tock tick tock… butterflies rock!

  • Reply Jessica Labowski February 19, 2013 at 12:03 am

    Flutter, flutter goes the hands of time,
    Ticking forth through motion and rhyme,
    When the clock strikes noon,
    Watchout! Don’t Swoon!
    The butterflies become partners in crime.

  • Reply Jessica Labowski February 19, 2013 at 12:16 am

    Stoneware with passion they say,
    These mugs open wide so make way,
    They will hold your sweet treat,
    While you drink and you eat,
    And boy they look nice on display!

  • Reply Jessica Y. February 19, 2013 at 10:23 am

    Though time slips through our fingers like water,
    This clock will set you a-flutter,
    Bold tones on your wall,
    Eye-catching for all,
    A unique timepiece like no other!

  • Reply Jessica Y. February 19, 2013 at 10:35 am

    This bird feeder will give you a hoot!
    Eye-catching, and functional, to boot!
    Just fill it with seed,
    What more do birds need?
    While an owl guards their bowl-full of loot!

  • Reply Erica Murray February 20, 2013 at 11:41 am

    A young man watched the time
    Only to find he earned a dime
    An old man watched the butterflies
    To find he had earned a prize
    Neither would ever be a crime

  • Reply Mollie A. February 21, 2013 at 3:11 pm

    “Buy these things!” the fair website implored.
    And their wares, oh, I truly adored.
    I scrimped and I saved,
    with my spending behaved,
    but these wares I just could not afford.

  • Reply Celana February 21, 2013 at 3:45 pm

    Instead of balancing that cookie on top
    or loosing crumbs all over to mop
    i have a useful mug
    to keep the cookies snug
    sure to be used non-stop!

  • Reply Sage February 21, 2013 at 4:53 pm

    My beloved Downton Abbey will never be the same,
    This mug full o’ cookies makes sure I stay sane,
    Through births, deaths and high teas, the plot it may twist,
    but my sweets and hot toddy stay clenched tightly in my fist!

  • Reply Kelly Tierney February 21, 2013 at 5:04 pm

    What time does a butterfly leave its cocoon?
    Does the time matter if it’s shaped like the moon?
    Tick, tock, until the metamorphosis takes place.
    Until then let the hands take their place.

  • Reply Kelly Tierney February 21, 2013 at 5:08 pm

    Hoot, hoot, says the owl by the moon,
    with it’s head covered in an umbrella shaped like a balloon.
    Catch a glimpse of the seeds at the base of its feet,
    it will be waiting for the early birds at sunrise to eat.

  • Reply Kelly Tierney February 21, 2013 at 5:18 pm

    Three shades of brown colored like the earth,
    what do you imagine could be their worth?
    A weaving pattern fits comfortably around your wrist,
    just look at how they’ve got themselves in a twist!

  • Reply Kelly Tierney February 21, 2013 at 5:22 pm

    Cookies in place of my ceramic tongue,
    it makes it impossible for a song to be sung.
    I’ll keep your milk cold on a warm, summer day,
    promise you’ll never drop me as I’m merely made out of clay.

  • Reply Catherine Ahaus February 21, 2013 at 5:59 pm

    As I stare at the face of my clock
    And hear it go tickety tock
    Something catches my eye
    Is it a vampire or fly?
    Oh look, it’s butterflies escaping in flock!

  • Reply Joanne February 21, 2013 at 6:41 pm

    Whooo seeds you little birdie? Somewhere high upon a tree. Could it be I, or the little owl of the night? Hey, you’re right, it’s both of us you see.

  • Reply Joanne February 21, 2013 at 6:47 pm

    Hug a mug. Hold it so tight, till it turns colors so blue, green and so bright. Eat a cookie, hug a mug, take a sip of something, or a great big giant chug.

  • Reply Joanne February 21, 2013 at 7:00 pm

    Oh my, oh my, look to the sky. Life’s minutes are sweeter than a bee’s honey. We can’t see time go by, but it’s lovely, like the flight of a butterfly.

  • Reply Joanne Winter February 21, 2013 at 7:37 pm

    The grandfather rocks with ticketty-tock. The mouse runs around and around his old clock. The flowers will sprout. The children now shout, “it’s time for the butterflies, Grandpa”. “Let’s run to the dock.”

  • Reply Heather Sconza February 21, 2013 at 9:44 pm

    In life we never know what’s meant to be
    and I feel alone since heaven took you from me
    This wooden cuff I wear around my wrist
    is not only a symbol of how you’re missed
    but that you’re with me for eternity!

    How lazy can one be?
    Your cookies are right under your tea
    Ready to chug
    whether you choose a warm or cool mug
    Life couldn’t be more easy!

    Whether in the morning or late at night
    Whether feeding their young or coming for a quick bite
    Owl say that this bird feeder is the perfect perk
    For any bird lover to hear a chirp
    When the birdie takes rest from flight

    Time flies when you’re having fun
    time flies when you’re on the run
    Cherish each moment
    and don’t let go of it
    Hold on to time until there’s none

  • Reply kayti clayton February 21, 2013 at 10:11 pm

    I’ve misplaced my cookies and I’m
    Distraught because they were divine
    I knocked over my tea
    And what did I see?
    My cookies were right there the whole time!

  • Reply Joanne Winter February 22, 2013 at 12:06 am

    All in the blink of a butterflies time…minutes, days, moments and years go by. Holding close to thee heart, all which has become a part, of mine own butterfly time.

  • Reply Joanne Winter February 22, 2013 at 12:27 am

    “How ya doing?”, said the Doc. But, Mr. Blue Mug and Mr. Green Mug just couldn’t talk. Something sweet got in the way of the words they wanted to say. “Yum, yum, yum”, said the Doc, “cookies for pay, now that rocks.”

  • Reply Elisa Williams February 22, 2013 at 1:26 am

    Three flowing pieces of wood,
    whose beauty’s far better than good.
    A loving gift for a friend
    with its unusual bend
    will complement them as it should .

    As I gaze upon Buterflies aflutter
    it can make time melt like hot butter.
    This unique, charming clock
    will help you take stock
    of the time so you know not to putter.

    My Colourful Owl in yon tree,
    hangs so well and beautifully.
    It attracts birds with seed
    to take care of their need.
    So Whooo could be better than he!

    I love my cookies but best of all tea.
    Will you join in some of both and we’ll be
    just as happy as these mugs’ faces
    holding in all the right places
    home made cookies for you and for me.

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