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LIMERICK CONTEST
The Tale of Clairvoyant Grey
There was a young clairvoyant named Grey
Who said, “I see I shall garden today.”
Then he went out in a rush,
And fell in a bush.
That unfortunate clairvoyant named Grey.
That unfortunate young seer named Grey
Said, “I see I’ll avoid bushes today.”
But he got in a muddle
And fell in a puddle,
That incompetent clairvoyant named Grey.
That incompetent young seer named Grey
Said, “I shall give up clairvoyance today.”
But, not looking ahead,
On a spider did tread
And expired that very same day.
Copyright © Barry Stebbings | Year Posted 2017
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