This week the lunchtime limerick subject will be desire or something kind of inappropriate.
Orange faced oaf of much note
looks to hide how he’s stolen your vote
picking fights, talking shite
big applause from the right
“Crooked Hilary lost” hear him gloat.
Want more stuff? I have lots of stuff…
I set myself a challenge this week…
Fatties in space – The Poem. Not for kiddies
Image courtesy of me
