A LIMERICK OR TWO
by izzy ess of wilderness
Samantha Semisweet resided on October Street;
She tweeted on the internet with a November creep.
When asked if he
Was harmony,
She got some sleep and then began to roast a deep-fried sheep...
Recovering from torpor, she renounced the King of France,
Who danced the most atrocious prance while taking off his pants;
Suffice to say,
She saved the day,
By dropping to her knees and meditating in a trance...
Samantha a la Semisweet was fleet of foot and mouth;
She headed north and then she headed east and west and south.
On Hudson's Bay,
She came to say,
"Perchance, perhaps, I will collapse if Charlemagne be Lout.
THE END
Welland, Canada
June 9, 2013
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