Limerick
There was an old leprechaun chief,
His haemorrhoids caused him some grief,
So he cussed and he swore
That his butt was so sore,
And wiped with a soft shamrock leaf.
For Andrea’s limerick contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2014
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