Madeline and Steve wrote a whole cycle of poems about Adonis' misfortunes. Some of those poems can be found among the limericks also.

(Steve)
There was a young temptress named Lilly
Who had never experienced a willy.
She went with a God,
Well known for his bod,
But the wrong pranger proinged the wrong dilly.

(Madeline)
A hothead who thought he was god
Started acting decidedly odd...
The redheads ain't right.
Paige banged him despite
The wound his hands gouged in his bod.

(Steve)
There was a young man with no clothes
Liked to show-off his remarkable...nose.
When caught turning the Paige,
Provoking much rage;
His dad broke their lewd pose with a hose.

(Madeline)
He hied off in search of some ease
And slept in a crotch in the trees...
But what dangers lurk
In the Fortune Card murk?
Come the morn, will more hang in the breeze?

(Steve)
Adonis sought sleep in a copse,
Seeking safety amongst the tree tops,
But the Fortune Card draws
Broke statistical laws;
He fell foul of the Random Chance Cops.

(Madeline, on certain body parts)
"Descriptive: ''Tis a rock!. . .a peak!. . .a cape!
- A cape, forsooth!
'Tis a peninsular!'
Curious: 'How serves that oblong capsular?
For scissor-sheath? Or pot to hold your ink?'
Gracious: 'You love the little birds, I think?
I see you've managed with a fond research
To find their tiny claws a roomy perch!' "

(Steve)
Calliope the Epical Muse
Is invoked by the girl wearing puce:
Melpomene's depressing,
Thalia laughs at his dressing,
But Erato's the girl for his goose