Jan. 22nd, 2011
More limericks
Jan. 22nd, 2011 09:32 pmI thank Madamoiselle
nodbear for the inspirational first lines.
There was an old Master named Bowles
Whose hobby was peering through holes
He stopped when he saw
The captain on the floor,
With a wombat, a sloth and three voles.
"Wrinkles?" said Archie, "oh dear!"
Why should I end up with them here?
Crows’ feet on my face
Are enough of a disgrace
But how did they get on my rear?
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There was an old Master named Bowles
Whose hobby was peering through holes
He stopped when he saw
The captain on the floor,
With a wombat, a sloth and three voles.
"Wrinkles?" said Archie, "oh dear!"
Why should I end up with them here?
Crows’ feet on my face
Are enough of a disgrace
But how did they get on my rear?