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Fresh Air

I once got a terrible cold,
Or an allergy from some mold.
All I said was, “ah-chew,”
And I constantly blew,
Until fresh air got it controlled.


By: Greg Stanley

For Gwen's Contest

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  1. Date: 12/28/2011 10:50:00 PM

    Gwendolyn should like this one for her contest. Well written and descriptive; the way any good limerick poem should be.

  1. Date: 12/28/2011 1:41:00 PM

    Hate those allergies..Great way to tell about it..Good luck in the contest..Reads like a winner..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

  1. Date: 12/27/2011 8:48:00 PM

    Greg-such a charming little poem :) Good luck to you in the contest!

  1. Date: 12/27/2011 8:19:00 PM

    Pass the kleenex...cute one...BG

  1. Date: 12/27/2011 4:21:00 PM

    cute limerick, Greg! Enjoyed! catie :)