Notes About The Poem
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Contest: Limerick PS
Jack Horne It Is
Jack Horne, I can’t help but admit,
Exhibits a quick wicked wit,
His limericks, shrewd,
And shamelessly lewd -
Oh boy, make me blush quite a bit.
Such gift in my books is a plus,
Bold heads think alike, that is us,
Don’t deviate, Jack,
From triumphant track -
You’re sworn by a curse and a cuss.
If you are to be judged by me,
I dare you - express yourself free,
Stay true to your quirks,
To my taste it works -
Your quips crack me up, that’s the key!
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