Silly limerick

Posted: September 30, 2011 in Uncategorized
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An elderly poet named ViV
had a brain like a very coarse sieve.
Everything went
‘til her words were all spent
and she has no reason to live.

This totally untrue limerick (well, partly)  is for http://purpletreehouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/poetic-forms-wk-3-limerick-sept-21.html

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Comments
  1. what fun tickles on yourself, and your name.

    linked in another one,

    🙂

  2. Tilly Bud says:

    Good one Viv.

    I missed this, somehow, but I’m here now 🙂

  3. Altonian says:

    Very smart, and the rhythm is there too.

  4. Morning says:

    fun , smart one.

    🙂

  5. jinksy says:

    I most sincerely hope not, m’dear! 🙂

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