diff --git a/src/chuck_quotes b/data/chuck_quotes
similarity index 100%
rename from src/chuck_quotes
rename to data/chuck_quotes
diff --git a/src/ligma_list b/data/ligma_list
similarity index 100%
rename from src/ligma_list
rename to data/ligma_list
diff --git a/data/limericks b/data/limericks
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7322d71
--- /dev/null
+++ b/data/limericks
@@ -0,0 +1,473 @@
+Limericks I cannot compose,
+With noxious smells in my nose.
+But this one was easy,
+I only felt queasy,
+Because I was sniffing my toes.
+%
+There was a young woman named Bright,
+Whose speed was much faster than light.
+She set out one day,
+In a relative way,
+And returned on the previous night.
+%
+There was an odd fellow named Gus,
+When traveling he made such a fuss.
+He was banned from the train,
+Not allowed on a plane,
+And now travels only by bus.
+%
+There once was a fly on the wall,
+I wonder, why didn’t it fall?
+Because its feet stuck? Or was it just luck?
+Or does gravity miss things so small?
+%
+There once was a man from Tibet,
+Who couldn’t find a cigarette
+So he smoked all his socks,
+and got chicken-pox,
+and had to go to the vet.
+%
+There was a young woman named Bright,
+Whose speed was much faster than light.
+She set out one day,
+In a relative way,
+And returned on the previous night.
+%
+I need a front door for my hall,
+The replacement I bought was too tall.
+So I hacked it and chopped it,
+And carefully lopped it,
+And now the dumb thing is too small
+%
+There once was a boy named Dan,
+who wanted to fry in a pan.
+He tried and he tried,
+and eventually died,
+that weird little boy named Dan.
+%
+A newspaperman named Fling,
+Could make “copy” from any old thing.
+But the copy he wrote,
+Of a five-dollar note,
+Was so good he now wears so much bling.
+%
+I know an old owl named Boo,
+Every night he yelled Hoo,
+Once a kid walked by,
+And started to cry,
+And yelled I don’t have a clue!
+%
+I once fell in love with a blonde,
+But found that she wasn’t so fond.
+Of my pet turtle named Odle,
+whom I’d taught how to Yodel,
+So she dumped him outside in the pond.
+%
+I’d rather have Fingers than Toes,
+I’d rather have Ears than a Nose.
+And as for my Hair,
+I’m glad it’s all there,
+I’ll be awfully sad, when it goes.
+%
+There was a Young Lady whose chin
+Resembled the point of a pin:
+So she had it made sharp,
+And purchased a harp,
+And played several tunes with her chin. (Edward Lear)
+%
+Hickory Dickory dock,
+the mouse ran up the clock;
+the clock struck one
+and down he run;
+hickory Dickory dock. (Charles Perrault)
+%
+There was a faith-healer of Deal,
+Who said: “Although pain isn’t real,
+If I sit on a pin
+And it punctures my skin,
+I dislike what I fancy I feel.
+%
+My dog is really quite hip,
+Except when he takes a cold dip.
+He looks like a fool,
+when he jumps in the pool,
+and reminds me of a sinking ship.
+%
+A painter, who lived in Great Britain,
+Interrupted two girls with their knitting,
+He said, with a sigh,
+That park bench–well I,
+Just painted it, right where you’re sitting.
+%
+There is a young schoolboy named Mason,
+Whose mom cuts his hair with a basin.
+When he stands in one place,
+With a scarf round his face,
+It’s a mystery which way he’s facing.
+%
+There was a young schoolboy of Rye,
+Who was baked by mistake in a pie.
+To his mother’s disgust,
+He emerged through the crust,
+And exclaimed, with a yawn, Where am I?
+%
+An elderly man called Keith,
+Mislaid his set of false teeth.
+They’d been laid on a chair,
+He’d forgot they were there,
+Sat down, and was bitten beneath.
+%
+There was an old man of Peru,
+Who dreamt he was eating his shoe.
+He woke in the night,
+With a terrible fright,
+And found it was perfectly true.
+%
+The incredible Wizard of Oz,
+Retired from his business becoz.
+Due to up-to-date science,
+To most of his clients,
+He wasn’t the Wizard he woz.
+%
+Once I visited France,
+And learned a new, awesome dance.
+I twirled,
+And I swirled,
+And Is it me or the nature of money,
+That’s odd and particularly funny.
+But when I have dough,
+It goes quickly, you know,
+And seeps out of my pockets like honey.
+I lost my pants.
+%
+Is it me or the nature of money,
+That’s odd and particularly funny.
+But when I have dough,
+It goes quickly, you know,
+And seeps out of my pockets like honey.
+%
+There once was a farmer from Leeds,
+Who swallowed a packet of seeds.
+It soon came to pass,
+He was covered with grass,
+But has all the tomatoes he needs.
+%
+A fellow jumped off a high wall,
+And had a most terrible fall.
+He went back to bed,
+With a bump on his head,
+That’s why you don’t jump off a wall.
+%
+A man and his lady-love, Min,
+Skated out where the ice was quite thin.
+Had a quarrel, no doubt,
+For I hear they fell out,
+What a blessing they didn’t fall in!
+%
+There was a young lady of Cork,
+Whose Pa made a fortune in pork.
+He bought for his daughter,
+A tutor who taught her,
+To balance green peas on her fork.
+%
+There once was a Martian called Zed
+With antennae all over his head.
+He sent out a lot
+Di-di-dash-di-dot
+But nobody knew what he said!
+%
+There once was a girl named Sam
+Who did not eat roast beef and ham
+She ate a green apple
+Then drank some Snapple
+Some say she eats like a lamb.
+%
+Said the man with a wink of his eye
+‘But I love you‘ and then the reply
+From the girl, it was heard
+‘You are truly absurd!
+I have only this moment walked by!’
+%
+A wonderful bird is the Pelican.
+His beak can hold more than his belly can.
+He can hold in his beak
+Enough food for a week!
+But I’ll be darned if I know how the hellican?
+%
+There was once a great man in Japan
+Whose name on Tuesday began,
+It lasted through Sunday
+Till twilight on Monday
+And it sounded like stones in a can.
+%
+There was a young man so benighted
+He never knew when he was slighted;
+He would go to a party
+And eat just as hearty,
+As if he’d been really invited.
+%
+There was an old man from Sudan,
+Whose limericks never would scan.
+When told this was so,
+He said, ‘yes, I know.
+‘But I always try to get as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can.’
+%
+A maiden at college, Miss Breeze,
+Weighed down by B.A.s and Lit.D’s,
+Collapsed from the strain,
+Said her doctor, “It’s plain
+You are killing yourself—by degrees!”
+%
+A canner, exceedingly canny,
+One morning remarked to his granny,
+“A canner can can
+Anything that he can;
+But a canner can’t can a can, can he?”
+%
+A mouse in her room woke Miss Dowd
+She was frightened—it must be allowed.
+Soon a happy thought hit her—
+To scare off the critter,
+She sat up in bed and meowed.
+%
+There was a young woman named Kite,
+Whose speed was much faster than light,
+She set out one day,
+In a relative way,
+And returned on the previous night.
+%
+A flea and a fly in a flue,
+Were imprisoned, so what could they do?
+Said the fly, “Let us flee!”
+“Let us fly,” said the flea,
+And they flew through a flaw in the flue.
+%
+A major, with wonderful force,
+Called out in Hyde Park for a horse.
+All the flowers looked round,
+But no horse could be found;
+So he just rhododendron, of course.
+%
+A nifty young flapper named Jane
+While walking was caught in the rain.
+She ran–almost flew,
+Her complexion did too,
+And she reached home exceedingly plain.
+%
+“There’s a train at 4:04,” said Miss Jenny.
+“Four tickets I’ll take; have you any?”
+Said the man at the door,
+“Not four for 4:04,
+For four for 4:04 is too many.”
+%
+A canny young fisher named Fisher
+Once fished from the edge of a fissure.
+A fish with a grin
+Pulled the fisherman in—
+Now they’re fishing the fissure for Fisher.
+%
+Here’s to the chigger,
+The bug that’s no bigger
+Than the point of an undersized pin;
+But the welt that he raises
+Sure itches like blazes,
+And that’s where the rub comes in!
+%
+A cheerful old bear at the Zoo
+Could always find something to do.
+When it bored him, you know,
+To walk to and fro,
+He reversed it and walked fro and to.
+%
+The bottle of perfume that Willie sent
+Was highly displeasing to Millicent;
+Her thanks were so cold
+They quarreled, I’m told,
+Through that silly scent Willie sent Millicent.
+%
+I bought a new Hoover today,
+Plugged it in in the usual way,
+Switched it on – what a din;
+It sucked everything in,
+Now I’m homeless with no place to stay.
+%
+A crossword compiler named Moss
+Who found himself quite at a loss
+When asked, ‘Why so blue?’
+Said, ‘I haven’t a clue
+I’m 2 Down to put 1 Across.’
+%
+I’m papering walls in the loo
+And quite frankly I haven’t a clue;
+For the pattern’s all wrong
+(Or the paper’s too long)
+And I’m stuck to the toilet with glue.
+%
+There once was an old man of Esser,
+Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,
+It at last grew so small
+He knew nothing at all
+And now he’s a college professor.
+%
+To compose a sonata today,
+Don’t proceed in the old-fashioned way:
+With your toes on the keys,
+Bang the floor with your knees:
+“Oh how modern!” the critics will say.
+%
+There was a young lady named Perkins,
+Who just simply doted on gherkins.
+In spite of advice,
+She ate so much spice,
+That she pickled her internal workins’.
+%
+There was an old man of Nantucket
+Who kept all his cash in a bucket;
+But his daughter, named Nan
+Ran away with a man —
+And as far as the bucket, Nantucket.
+%
+There was a young lady of Kent,
+Whose nose was most awfully bent.
+She followed her nose
+One day, I suppose —
+And no one knows which way she went.
+%
+There was a young lady named Hannah,
+Who slipped on a peel of banana.
+As she lay on her side,
+More stars she espied
+Than there are in the Star-Spangled Banner.
+%
+There was a dear lady of Eden,
+Who on apples was quite fond of feedin’;
+She gave one to Adam,
+Who said, “Thank you, Madam,”
+And then both skedaddled from Eden.
+%
+A certain young fellow named Bee-Bee
+Wished to wed a woman named Phoebe.
+“But,” he said, “I must see
+What the clerical fee
+Be before Phoebe be Phoebe Bee-Bee
+%
+Remember when nearly sixteen
+On your very first date as a teen
+At the movies? If yes,
+Then I bet you can’t guess
+What was shown on the cinema screen.
+%
+There was an old person of Fratton
+Who would go to church with his hat on.
+‘If I wake up,’ he said,
+‘With a hat on my head,
+I will know that it hasn’t been sat on.’
+%
+My neighbor came over to say
+(Although not in a neighborly way)
+That he’d knock me around
+If I didn’t curb the sound
+Of the classical music I play.
+%
+I told him, “Get out of my place
+You’re an utter uncultured disgrace;
+You’re a simpleton loon.
+Don’t you know a good tune?”
+Then he walloped me square in the face.
+%
+There was a young man from Dealing
+Who caught the bus for Ealing.
+It said on the door
+‘Don’t spit on the floor’
+So he jumped up and spat on the ceiling
+%
+As 007 walked by
+He heard a wee spider say, “Hi.”
+But shaken, he shot
+It right there on the spot
+As it tried to explain, “I’m a spi …”
+%
+A tutor who tooted the flute
+Tried to tutor two tooters to toot
+Said the two to the tutor
+“Is it tougher to toot or
+To tutor two tooters to toot?”
+%
+No woodsman would cut a wood, would he
+If woods would be woodless – nor should he.
+Yet no woodcutter would
+Cut a woody-wood wood
+If no woodsmen cut woody woods, would he?
+%
+There once was a man from the sticks
+Who loved to compose limericks
+But he failed at his sport
+They were always too short
+Parade Daily
+Celebrity interviews, recipes and health tips delivered to your inbox.
+%
+A poet whose friends called him Steve
+Once showed quite a will to achieve
+His skill grew so strong
+That his poems grew long
+And he sadly was forced to abbrev.
+%
+If you catch a chinchilla in Chile
+And cut off its beard, willy-nilly
+You can honestly say
+That you have just made
+A Chilean chinchilla’s chin chilly
+%
+There once was a man named Muvett
+Who lived in the city of Lovett
+But his car broke down
+Two miles out of town
+And Muvett had to shove it to Lovett!
+%
+There once was a beautiful nurse
+Who carried an ugly old purse
+But she tripped on the door
+And fell on the floor
+And they both went away in the hearse.
+%
+There was a young girl from Flynn
+Who was so terribly thin
+When she sipped lemonade
+Through a straw in the shade
+She slipped through the straw and fell in!
+%
+There once was a man from Gorem
+Had a pair of tight pants and he wore ’em
+When he bowed with a grin
+A draft of air rushed in
+And he knew by the sound that he tore ’em!
+%
+There once was a man from the city
+Stooped to pat what he thought was a kitty
+He gave it a pat
+But it wasn’t a cat-
+They buried his clothes – what a pity!
+%
+There once was a gal from Decatur
+Who went to sing in a the-a-ter
+But the poor little thing
+When she started to sing
+Got hit by a rotten termater! (tomato)
+%
+What happens when you retire?
+You really don’t have to inquire –
+No job and no phone
+There’s no place but home,
+And your checkbook’s about to expire!
+%
+At times I’m so mad that I’m hopping.
+My angriness sets my veins popping.
+I yell and I curse,
+With swear words diverse,
+But my wife does much worse: she goes shopping
+%
+One Saturday morning at three,
+A cheese monger’s shop in Paree.
+Collapsed to the ground,
+With a thunderous sound,
+Leaving only a pile of de brie.
diff --git a/lulzbot.py b/lulzbot.py
index 92b4196..f871bd3 100644
--- a/lulzbot.py
+++ b/lulzbot.py
@@ -23,10 +23,10 @@ import numpy as np
 from fortune import fortune
 from src.twitter import get_tweet
 from src.cartman import cartman_speak
-from src.limericks import limerick
 
-chuck_quotes = open('src/chuck_quotes').read().split('\n%\n')
-ligma_list = open('src/ligma_list').read().split('\n')
+chuck_quotes = open('data/chuck_quotes').read().split('\n%\n')
+ligma_list = open('data/ligma_list').read().split('\n')
+limericks = open('data/limericks').read().split('\n%\n')
 
 def show_menu():
     return menu
@@ -37,6 +37,9 @@ def musk():
 def ligma():
     return np.random.choice(ligma_list)
 
+def limerick():
+    return np.random.choice(limericks)
+
 def prost():
     return 'https://tenor.com/view/prost-christoph-waltz-django-bier-zum-wohle-gif-11041516'
 
diff --git a/src/limericks.py b/src/limericks.py
deleted file mode 100644
index 176a1a0..0000000
--- a/src/limericks.py
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,479 +0,0 @@
-import numpy as np
-
-def limerick():
-    limericks = [
-        'Limericks I cannot compose,\n\
-        With noxious smells in my nose.\n\
-        But this one was easy,\n\
-        I only felt queasy,\n\
-        Because I was sniffing my toes.',
-    \
-        'There was a young woman named Bright,\n\
-        Whose speed was much faster than light.\n\
-        She set out one day,\n\
-        In a relative way,\n\
-        And returned on the previous night.',
-    \
-        'There was an odd fellow named Gus,\n\
-        When traveling he made such a fuss.\n\
-        He was banned from the train,\n\
-        Not allowed on a plane,\n\
-        And now travels only by bus.',
-    \
-        'There once was a fly on the wall,\n\
-        I wonder, why didn’t it fall?\n\
-        Because its feet stuck? Or was it just luck?\n\
-        Or does gravity miss things so small?',
-    \
-        'There once was a man from Tibet,\n\
-        Who couldn’t find a cigarette\n\
-        So he smoked all his socks,\n\
-        and got chicken-pox,\n\
-        and had to go to the vet.',
-    \
-        'There was a young woman named Bright,\n\
-        Whose speed was much faster than light.\n\
-        She set out one day,\n\
-        In a relative way,\n\
-        And returned on the previous night.',
-    \
-        'I need a front door for my hall,\n\
-        The replacement I bought was too tall.\n\
-        So I hacked it and chopped it,\n\
-        And carefully lopped it,\n\
-        And now the dumb thing is too small',
-    \
-        'There once was a boy named Dan,\n\
-        who wanted to fry in a pan.\n\
-        He tried and he tried,\n\
-        and eventually died,\n\
-        that weird little boy named Dan.',
-    \
-        'A newspaperman named Fling,\n\
-        Could make “copy” from any old thing.\n\
-        But the copy he wrote,\n\
-        Of a five-dollar note,\n\
-        Was so good he now wears so much bling.',
-    \
-        'I know an old owl named Boo,\n\
-        Every night he yelled Hoo,\n\
-        Once a kid walked by,\n\
-        And started to cry,\n\
-        And yelled I don’t have a clue!',
-    \
-        'I once fell in love with a blonde,\n\
-        But found that she wasn’t so fond.\n\
-        Of my pet turtle named Odle,\n\
-        whom I’d taught how to Yodel,\n\
-        So she dumped him outside in the pond.',
-    \
-        'I’d rather have Fingers than Toes,\n\
-        I’d rather have Ears than a Nose.\n\
-        And as for my Hair,\n\
-        I’m glad it’s all there,\n\
-        I’ll be awfully sad, when it goes.',
-    \
-        'There was a Young Lady whose chin\n\
-        Resembled the point of a pin:\n\
-        So she had it made sharp,\n\
-        And purchased a harp,\n\
-        And played several tunes with her chin. (Edward Lear)',
-    \
-        'Hickory Dickory dock,\n\
-        the mouse ran up the clock;\n\
-        the clock struck one\n\
-        and down he run;\n\
-        hickory Dickory dock. (Charles Perrault)',
-    \
-        'There was a faith-healer of Deal,\n\
-        Who said: “Although pain isn’t real,\n\
-        If I sit on a pin\n\
-        And it punctures my skin,\n\
-        I dislike what I fancy I feel.',
-    \
-        'My dog is really quite hip,\n\
-        Except when he takes a cold dip.\n\
-        He looks like a fool,\n\
-        when he jumps in the pool,\n\
-        and reminds me of a sinking ship.',
-    \
-        'A painter, who lived in Great Britain,\n\
-        Interrupted two girls with their knitting,\n\
-        He said, with a sigh,\n\
-        That park bench–well I,\n\
-        Just painted it, right where you’re sitting.',
-    \
-        'There is a young schoolboy named Mason,\n\
-        Whose mom cuts his hair with a basin.\n\
-        When he stands in one place,\n\
-        With a scarf round his face,\n\
-        It’s a mystery which way he’s facing.',
-    \
-        'There was a young schoolboy of Rye,\n\
-        Who was baked by mistake in a pie.\n\
-        To his mother’s disgust,\n\
-        He emerged through the crust,\n\
-        And exclaimed, with a yawn, Where am I?',
-    \
-        'An elderly man called Keith,\n\
-        Mislaid his set of false teeth.\n\
-        They’d been laid on a chair,\n\
-        He’d forgot they were there,\n\
-        Sat down, and was bitten beneath.',
-    \
-        'There was an old man of Peru,\n\
-        Who dreamt he was eating his shoe.\n\
-        He woke in the night,\n\
-        With a terrible fright,\n\
-        And found it was perfectly true.',
-    \
-        'The incredible Wizard of Oz,\n\
-        Retired from his business becoz.\n\
-        Due to up-to-date science,\n\
-        To most of his clients,\n\
-        He wasn’t the Wizard he woz.',
-    \
-        'Once I visited France,\n\
-        And learned a new, awesome dance.\n\
-        I twirled,\n\
-        And I swirled,\n\
-        And Is it me or the nature of money,\n\
-        That’s odd and particularly funny.\n\
-        But when I have dough,\n\
-        It goes quickly, you know,\n\
-        And seeps out of my pockets like honey.\n\
-        I lost my pants.',
-    \
-        'Is it me or the nature of money,\n\
-        That’s odd and particularly funny.\n\
-        But when I have dough,\n\
-        It goes quickly, you know,\n\
-        And seeps out of my pockets like honey.',
-    \
-        'There once was a farmer from Leeds,\n\
-        Who swallowed a packet of seeds.\n\
-        It soon came to pass,\n\
-        He was covered with grass,\n\
-        But has all the tomatoes he needs.',
-    \
-        'A fellow jumped off a high wall,\n\
-        And had a most terrible fall.\n\
-        He went back to bed,\n\
-        With a bump on his head,\n\
-        That’s why you don’t jump off a wall.',
-    \
-        'A man and his lady-love, Min,\n\
-        Skated out where the ice was quite thin.\n\
-        Had a quarrel, no doubt,\n\
-        For I hear they fell out,\n\
-        What a blessing they didn’t fall in!',
-    \
-        'There was a young lady of Cork,\n\
-        Whose Pa made a fortune in pork.\n\
-        He bought for his daughter,\n\
-        A tutor who taught her,\n\
-        To balance green peas on her fork.',
-    \
-        'There once was a Martian called Zed\n\
-        With antennae all over his head.\n\
-        He sent out a lot\n\
-        Di-di-dash-di-dot\n\
-        But nobody knew what he said!',
-    \
-        'There once was a girl named Sam\n\
-        Who did not eat roast beef and ham\n\
-        She ate a green apple\n\
-        Then drank some Snapple\n\
-        Some say she eats like a lamb.',
-    \
-        'Said the man with a wink of his eye\n\
-        ‘But I love you‘ and then the reply\n\
-        From the girl, it was heard\n\
-        ‘You are truly absurd!\n\
-        I have only this moment walked by!’',
-    \
-        'A wonderful bird is the Pelican.\n\
-        His beak can hold more than his belly can.\n\
-        He can hold in his beak\n\
-        Enough food for a week!\n\
-        But I’ll be darned if I know how the hellican?',
-    \
-        'There was once a great man in Japan\n\
-        Whose name on Tuesday began,\n\
-        It lasted through Sunday\n\
-        Till twilight on Monday\n\
-        And it sounded like stones in a can.',
-    \
-        'There was a young man so benighted\n\
-        He never knew when he was slighted;\n\
-        He would go to a party\n\
-        And eat just as hearty,\n\
-        As if he’d been really invited.',
-    \
-        'There was an old man from Sudan,\n\
-        Whose limericks never would scan.\n\
-        When told this was so,\n\
-        He said, ‘yes, I know.\n\
-        ‘But I always try to get as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can.’',
-    \
-        'A maiden at college, Miss Breeze,\n\
-        Weighed down by B.A.s and Lit.D’s,\n\
-        Collapsed from the strain,\n\
-        Said her doctor, “It’s plain\n\
-        You are killing yourself—by degrees!”',
-    \
-        'A canner, exceedingly canny,\n\
-        One morning remarked to his granny,\n\
-        “A canner can can\n\
-        Anything that he can;\n\
-        But a canner can’t can a can, can he?”',
-    \
-        'A mouse in her room woke Miss Dowd\n\
-        She was frightened—it must be allowed.\n\
-        Soon a happy thought hit her—\n\
-        To scare off the critter,\n\
-        She sat up in bed and meowed.',
-    \
-        'There was a young woman named Kite,\n\
-        Whose speed was much faster than light,\n\
-        She set out one day,\n\
-        In a relative way,\n\
-        And returned on the previous night.',
-    \
-        'A flea and a fly in a flue,\n\
-        Were imprisoned, so what could they do?\n\
-        Said the fly, “Let us flee!”\n\
-        “Let us fly,” said the flea,\n\
-        And they flew through a flaw in the flue.',
-    \
-        'A major, with wonderful force,\n\
-        Called out in Hyde Park for a horse.\n\
-        All the flowers looked round,\n\
-        But no horse could be found;\n\
-        So he just rhododendron, of course.',
-    \
-        'A nifty young flapper named Jane\n\
-        While walking was caught in the rain.\n\
-        She ran–almost flew,\n\
-        Her complexion did too,\n\
-        And she reached home exceedingly plain.',
-    \
-        '“There’s a train at 4:04,” said Miss Jenny.\n\
-        “Four tickets I’ll take; have you any?”\n\
-        Said the man at the door,\n\
-        “Not four for 4:04,\n\
-        For four for 4:04 is too many.”',
-    \
-        'A canny young fisher named Fisher\n\
-        Once fished from the edge of a fissure.\n\
-        A fish with a grin\n\
-        Pulled the fisherman in—\n\
-        Now they’re fishing the fissure for Fisher.',
-    \
-        'Here’s to the chigger,\n\
-        The bug that’s no bigger\n\
-        Than the point of an undersized pin;\n\
-        But the welt that he raises\n\
-        Sure itches like blazes,\n\
-        And that’s where the rub comes in!',
-    \
-        'A cheerful old bear at the Zoo\n\
-        Could always find something to do.\n\
-        When it bored him, you know,\n\
-        To walk to and fro,\n\
-        He reversed it and walked fro and to.',
-    \
-        'The bottle of perfume that Willie sent\n\
-        Was highly displeasing to Millicent;\n\
-        Her thanks were so cold\n\
-        They quarreled, I’m told,\n\
-        Through that silly scent Willie sent Millicent.',
-    \
-        'I bought a new Hoover today,\n\
-        Plugged it in in the usual way,\n\
-        Switched it on – what a din;\n\
-        It sucked everything in,\n\
-        Now I’m homeless with no place to stay.',
-    \
-        'A crossword compiler named Moss\n\
-        Who found himself quite at a loss\n\
-        When asked, ‘Why so blue?’\n\
-        Said, ‘I haven’t a clue\n\
-        I’m 2 Down to put 1 Across.’',
-    \
-        'I’m papering walls in the loo\n\
-        And quite frankly I haven’t a clue;\n\
-        For the pattern’s all wrong\n\
-        (Or the paper’s too long)\n\
-        And I’m stuck to the toilet with glue.',
-    \
-        'There once was an old man of Esser,\n\
-        Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,\n\
-        It at last grew so small\n\
-        He knew nothing at all\n\
-        And now he’s a college professor.',
-    \
-        'To compose a sonata today,\n\
-        Don’t proceed in the old-fashioned way:\n\
-        With your toes on the keys,\n\
-        Bang the floor with your knees:\n\
-        “Oh how modern!” the critics will say.',
-    \
-        'There was a young lady named Perkins,\n\
-        Who just simply doted on gherkins.\n\
-        In spite of advice,\n\
-        She ate so much spice,\n\
-        That she pickled her internal workins’.',
-    \
-        'There was an old man of Nantucket\n\
-        Who kept all his cash in a bucket;\n\
-        But his daughter, named Nan\n\
-        Ran away with a man —\n\
-        And as far as the bucket, Nantucket.',
-    \
-        'There was a young lady of Kent,\n\
-        Whose nose was most awfully bent.\n\
-        She followed her nose\n\
-        One day, I suppose —\n\
-        And no one knows which way she went.',
-    \
-        'There was a young lady named Hannah,\n\
-        Who slipped on a peel of banana.\n\
-        As she lay on her side,\n\
-        More stars she espied\n\
-        Than there are in the Star-Spangled Banner.',
-    \
-        'There was a dear lady of Eden,\n\
-        Who on apples was quite fond of feedin’;\n\
-        She gave one to Adam,\n\
-        Who said, “Thank you, Madam,”\n\
-        And then both skedaddled from Eden.',
-    \
-        'A certain young fellow named Bee-Bee\n\
-        Wished to wed a woman named Phoebe.\n\
-        “But,” he said, “I must see\n\
-        What the clerical fee\n\
-        Be before Phoebe be Phoebe Bee-Bee',
-    \
-        'Remember when nearly sixteen\n\
-        On your very first date as a teen\n\
-        At the movies? If yes,\n\
-        Then I bet you can’t guess\n\
-        What was shown on the cinema screen.',
-    \
-        'There was an old person of Fratton\n\
-        Who would go to church with his hat on.\n\
-        ‘If I wake up,’ he said,\n\
-        ‘With a hat on my head,\n\
-        I will know that it hasn’t been sat on.’',
-    \
-        'My neighbor came over to say\n\
-        (Although not in a neighborly way)\n\
-        That he’d knock me around\n\
-        If I didn’t curb the sound\n\
-        Of the classical music I play.',
-    \
-        'I told him, “Get out of my place\n\
-        You’re an utter uncultured disgrace;\n\
-        You’re a simpleton loon.\n\
-        Don’t you know a good tune?”\n\
-        Then he walloped me square in the face.',
-    \
-        'There was a young man from Dealing\n\
-        Who caught the bus for Ealing.\n\
-        It said on the door\n\
-        ‘Don’t spit on the floor’\n\
-        So he jumped up and spat on the ceiling',
-    \
-        'As 007 walked by\n\
-        He heard a wee spider say, “Hi.”\n\
-        But shaken, he shot\n\
-        It right there on the spot\n\
-        As it tried to explain, “I’m a spi …”',
-    \
-        'A tutor who tooted the flute\n\
-        Tried to tutor two tooters to toot\n\
-        Said the two to the tutor\n\
-        “Is it tougher to toot or\n\
-        To tutor two tooters to toot?”',
-    \
-        'No woodsman would cut a wood, would he\n\
-        If woods would be woodless – nor should he.\n\
-        Yet no woodcutter would\n\
-        Cut a woody-wood wood\n\
-        If no woodsmen cut woody woods, would he?',
-    \
-        'There once was a man from the sticks\n\
-        Who loved to compose limericks\n\
-        But he failed at his sport\n\
-        They were always too short\n\
-        Parade Daily\n\
-        Celebrity interviews, recipes and health tips delivered to your inbox.',
-    \
-        'A poet whose friends called him Steve\n\
-        Once showed quite a will to achieve\n\
-        His skill grew so strong\n\
-        That his poems grew long\n\
-        And he sadly was forced to abbrev.',
-    \
-        'If you catch a chinchilla in Chile\n\
-        And cut off its beard, willy-nilly\n\
-        You can honestly say\n\
-        That you have just made\n\
-        A Chilean chinchilla’s chin chilly',
-    \
-        'There once was a man named Muvett\n\
-        Who lived in the city of Lovett\n\
-        But his car broke down\n\
-        Two miles out of town\n\
-        And Muvett had to shove it to Lovett!',
-    \
-        'There once was a beautiful nurse\n\
-        Who carried an ugly old purse\n\
-        But she tripped on the door\n\
-        And fell on the floor\n\
-        And they both went away in the hearse.',
-    \
-        'There was a young girl from Flynn\n\
-        Who was so terribly thin\n\
-        When she sipped lemonade\n\
-        Through a straw in the shade\n\
-        She slipped through the straw and fell in!',
-    \
-        'There once was a man from Gorem\n\
-        Had a pair of tight pants and he wore ’em\n\
-        When he bowed with a grin\n\
-        A draft of air rushed in\n\
-        And he knew by the sound that he tore ’em!',
-    \
-        'There once was a man from the city\n\
-        Stooped to pat what he thought was a kitty\n\
-        He gave it a pat\n\
-        But it wasn’t a cat-\n\
-        They buried his clothes – what a pity!',
-    \
-        'There once was a gal from Decatur\n\
-        Who went to sing in a the-a-ter\n\
-        But the poor little thing\n\
-        When she started to sing\n\
-        Got hit by a rotten termater! (tomato)',
-    \
-        'What happens when you retire?\n\
-        You really don’t have to inquire –\n\
-        No job and no phone\n\
-        There’s no place but home,\n\
-        And your checkbook’s about to expire!',
-    \
-        'At times I’m so mad that I’m hopping.\n\
-        My angriness sets my veins popping.\n\
-        I yell and I curse,\n\
-        With swear words diverse,\n\
-        But my wife does much worse: she goes shopping',
-    \
-        'One Saturday morning at three,\n\
-        A cheese monger’s shop in Paree.\n\
-        Collapsed to the ground,\n\
-        With a thunderous sound,\n\
-        Leaving only a pile of de brie.'
-    ]
-    return np.random.choice(limericks)