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limerick extempore
now there lives a sorry old guy
whose clothes never fit despite his tries
you're swimmin' in it, jack, his boss jeers
who put you in that straitjacket? asks his wife in tears
his best fit is her tight hole when he slips inside
to utter a well-tailored sigh
whose clothes never fit despite his tries
you're swimmin' in it, jack, his boss jeers
who put you in that straitjacket? asks his wife in tears
his best fit is her tight hole when he slips inside
to utter a well-tailored sigh
Published 5th Sep 2015
| Edited 17th Jun 2016
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5th Sep 2015 9:41pm
Ahhh, candycrier, luv ~ :-*
This is quite a lovely wee limerick you've penned here.
Lovely and touching and redolent of sweetness without cloying. So well done and beautifully clever, luv. :-*
This is quite a lovely wee limerick you've penned here.
Lovely and touching and redolent of sweetness without cloying. So well done and beautifully clever, luv. :-*
5th Sep 2015 10:23pm
Thank you for the descriptive words. Your visits and your poetry are always treasured events.
7th Sep 2015 3:18am
7th Sep 2015 6:28am
Who could disagree? And you're always in fashion! Thanks for steering towards the comment section.
