Let's write a Brokeback limerick! (How-to in first post)

[Lumière]

She looks at her Dad, and sees his sad face,
She wonders when he'll leave this depressing place

[Lumière]

She looks at her Dad, and sees his sad face,
She wonders when he'll leave this depressing place.
"You'll be at the wedding, right dad?"

[jpwagoneer1964]

She looks at her Dad, and sees his sad face,
She wonders when he'll leave this depressing place.
"You'll be at the wedding, right dad?"
When he said the roundup, she looked so sad.

[LauraGigs]

She looks at her Dad, and sees his sad face,
She wonders when he'll leave this depressing place.
"You'll be at the wedding, right dad?"
When he said the roundup, she looked so sad.
For her daddy no one could replace!

[Katie77]

He looked at the shirts, that hung on the door,

[saucycobblers]

He looked at the shirts, that hung on the door,
From that blissful time when they were both dirt poor,

[jpwagoneer1964]

He looked at the shirts, that hung on the door,
From that blissful time when they were both dirt poor,
So happy he couyld paw the white out of the moon.

[Katie77]

He looked at the shirts, that hung on the door,
From that blissful time when they were both dirt poor,
So happy he couyld paw the white out of the moon.
And hear that harmonica, play a tune,

[LauraGigs]

He looked at the shirts, that hung on the door,
From that blissful time when they were both dirt poor,
So happy he could paw white from the moon.
And hear that harmonica, play a tune,
Once happy — now sad  — to his core.

[LauraGigs]

There once was a right clever Basque