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A Fathima - Limerick .

The poetry priestess Dawood Donned her Bowler ,as only she could . But a bad Irish breeze Jellied her knees . Still her squiggly scarf wrapped her GOOD !!!!

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Date: 11/17/2012 2:03:00 PM
I saw you comment to a dude here that he was limerick king. He is good but you are still king to me!! Where the heck did you go?
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Date: 3/20/2012 7:00:00 PM
by the way, who was fathima dawood and what happened to her?
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Date: 3/20/2012 7:00:00 PM
Here I am at THIS one from a long time ago and underneath this comment I am saying, "Is there anything of yours I have NOT seen?" Doesn't look like it!!!
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Date: 3/3/2011 10:21:00 PM
Hey Sean!!! I just read this poem again after ages, and it still makes me giggle every time :) Peace Always Fathima Dawood
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Date: 10/18/2010 7:18:00 PM
ok, Sean, is there anything of yours I have NOT seen? hahaha. I just looked in eight totally different places on different pages of yours and saw my comments on all of them. Well, I have to dash off soon and make hubby's dinner. I hope you will post some new poems soon! Luv, Andrea
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Date: 6/12/2010 10:31:00 PM
Unusual expressions, jellied her knees and a squiggly scarf! by the way, are you in Ireland or something?
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