Poetry: not a dirty word
Saturday, January 5, 2013
A Dirty Little Limerick
There once was a gal, who wore only white.
She gleamed in the day and shinned in the night.
Then a guy tempted, come play;
in brown gooey mud today.
Now she's a horrible, dirty sight!
Vivian aka Deborah
We all should suffer from such plight!
January 7, 2013 at 11:29 AM
Thank you oh dear loyal fan. : )
January 7, 2013 at 9:53 PM
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