Wanting to learn new forms of poems, tried my hand at limericks.
There once was a lady named High-heel-ette, Who wore only high heels, you can bet. She wore them to roam, She wore them at home - But her feet never once got wet! There once was a man full of cheer, Who wished for just one little beer. He got rather drunk, And fell in a trunk - That's what you get from one beer!
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