Bill's Cucumbers
There once was a Nun who knew Bill
For his cucumbers gave her a thrill
Off to sleep she went, dreamt
Her thoughts heavenly sent
All sweating she woke up with a shrill
Now embarrassed she's off to confess
That a cucumbers left her distressed
To the Father she cries
Would they be Bill's he replied
I've dreamt, now let us totally repent
< came to me after reading Jan Allison's 'Limerick' about Bill's Cucumbers >
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2020
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