I think I fancy a limerick.


Once a butcher who’s marriage had soured

Killed his wife and her liver devoured

Made a pie with her thighs

And kebabs with her eyes

Fried her heart lightly spiced, dipped and floured

Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)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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