Wednesday, 2 April 2008

3 limericks

found .. in a diary of course .. from around feb 2006

One of these days, not later but sooner

I'm going to build me a ship that is lunar

Then I'll sail far away

for an hour or a day

Till I reach the moon's shores on my magical schooner.

There once was a strapping young farmer

He fancied himself quite a charmer

But his dowry demands

Won him not many hands

Now he wanders his fields wearing armour.

I have heard that out there on the prairie

They will kill you if you are a fairy

But on Sunday they rest

Go to church in their best

Holy bloodstains! Now isn't that scary?

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