-soul Sister-
There was a woman from Chicago, who loved playing
loud music once too often, outside!
Her neighbors, no friends, locked her in her brown
shed, with no food at all to survive.
Poor thing, she passed away, dreaming of her favorite
tunes, to her very end.
A beautiful funeral procession was held, playing those
same tunes they so vehemently condemned.
And into heaven' s gate she did glide, where she and
her tunes gloriously, to this very day, abide!
* This is a rhyming limerick. A, A, B, B, A
August 5, 2019
10:00am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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