A Sad but Interesting Face in Our Garden |
I'd like to have a go at writing a limerick one day, they always sound so cheery and funny with a bit of a tune to them. I will never be a Burns, Keats or Byron to name a few, but I will be myself and hopefully some may enjoy what I write.
A bit of lighthearted fun, not my poems:
There
is a young schoolboy named Mason,
Whose mum cuts his hair with a basin.
When he stands in one place,
With a scarf round his face,
It's a mystery which way he’s facing.
Whose mum cuts his hair with a basin.
When he stands in one place,
With a scarf round his face,
It's a mystery which way he’s facing.
There was a young lady of Lynn,
Who was so excessively thin.
That when she assayed,
To drink lemonade,
She slipped through the straw and fell in.
Have a day full of laughter
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