C; I'm hooked on verseC; x4

Seems things have gone from bad to worse:
Can't be effusive, must be terse,
I found an online limerick site,
That would accept my poems alright,
And now I'm hooked on 5-line verse.

Spend all my time in writing 'lim's.
Don't socialize with hers or hims.
My brainscan shows a funny bulge
Where, without limits, I indulge
All my versifying whims.

Limn, limn, limn -
A verb for 'suffuse with light'.
Lim, lim-
Great poem if your scansion's right
Lim, lim'rick -
A lulu, it's out of sight.

Out on Nantucket lived a man;
Kept all his cash hid close at hand,
Until the day when Nan his daughter
She eloped, she shouldn't oughter,
Then she ran off with his can.

A flee and fly inside a flue
They didn't know just what to do.
The flea opined that they should fly
The fly declined, I don't know why;
They couldn't find the flaw, can you?

A lady traveler named Miss Bright
On trips made time faster than light.
One day with relatives (poor lass)
Converted energy to mass,
Then she returned the previous night.

Limn, limn, limn -
A verb for 'suffuse with light'.
Lim, lim -
Great poem if your scansion's right
Lim, lim'rick -
A lulu, it's out of sight.

AABBA
AABBA
AABBA
... yeah

On limerick verse here is my slant:
No question if you should or shan't.
If you just take aim and edit
And don't rant; that's to your credit
Once you shoot, you can't recant.

So, I'm addicted: writing lims.
Don't socialize with hers or hims.
My brainscan shows a funny bulge
Where, without limits, I indulge
All my versifying whims.

I'm hooked on verse;
On 5-line verse;
I'm hooked on verse
I'm hooked on verse.

AABBA, AABBA, AABBA
Yeah!