Gershon Wolf Poet Limerick

'Dweeb Called'

   Fay was dying to go to the big dance
   Praying a nice boy would give her a chance
     But O, most unfortunate!
     ‘Dweeb’ called... Fay bit the bullet
   ‘Til he came to her door ~ in short plaid pants

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Evelyn Judy Buehler February 17, 2024 at 8:15 PM I had a lot of 'fun' reading this funny limerick, Gershon. Your poems often make me laugh. :D Gershon Wolf February 17, 2024 at 8:45 PM Oh, I'm so happy to hear that ~ I'm about to cry! lol. Thank you, Evelyn.

David Fisher February 16, 2024 at 4:33 PM Good one, and good for Fay. Dweeb was 40 years too late with that fashion.