Thursday. Limerick.

It’s nearly Friday, chin up

I believe that the limerick form can cheer up even the most horrid of subjects. What do you reckon?


 

There once was a buillder from Leeds

Had no kids as he wonky seeds

and his wife’s now devout

With her belly stuck out

“…Miracle, I’m no trollop” she pleads

Author: Michael

Husband, dad,programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

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