I like this game.

Seen first here, referring to a post on here.

You have to write a limerick about an Oxbridge college.

Here are my two.

The Warden and Fellows of Christ's
Eat undergrads chopped, minced and sliced;
The veggie from Leeds
Will only eat Swedes
While the Gambling Don likes them diced.

And about my old place, a factually true one:

Old Tit Hall alumni, it's plain,
Have KGB spies on the brain,
Since the college's punts
Are named Anthony Blunt,
Burgess, Philby and Donald Maclean.