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Who'Da Thunk

There once was a rabbit named Clare Who'd shake her tart tail anywhere. A Wolfman named William was droolin' with willingness fangs brushed, eyes sparklin', no cares. He'd practiced his opening line. On foxes and fawns, it worked fine! So full of his hairiness he approached Clare. Can you guess? She asked “Can you keep time?” “Hunh?” Sir Wolfman thought, “can she really have thoughts that are loftier than ME?” But something about her made William's heart splatter. Now Clare and William are happy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/2/2011 8:47:00 AM
Very sweet romantic Limerick Nancy, have a lovely Sunday :)
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Date: 10/1/2011 3:28:00 PM
Very good Limericks here Nancy.Enjoyed.
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Date: 10/1/2011 12:40:00 PM
How nice........George
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Date: 10/1/2011 11:36:00 AM
Speaking as a caveman myself, I count on having smart women around me just to get me through the day. Tony
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