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Post by Administrator on Oct 15, 2013 14:13:53 GMT
The limerick is furtive and mean
You must keep her in close quarantine
Or she sneaks to the slums
And promptly becomes
Disorderly, drunk and obscene.
The was an old man of the isles
Who suffered severely from piles
He couldn’t sit down
Without a deep frown
So he had to row standing for miles
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