Limerick Lol

"Hey just give me a minute to level my locks"
                    She told her husband who was playing  a groan box
                                    He stopped his harmonics 
                                    And changed his tectonics
                       Used histrionics "you are running out of clocks"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Dietrich Avatar
March 6, 2015 at 5:54 PM
For a better rhyme, the last line should be clocks!! She would be Ticked!!!
Chakrabarty Avatar
March 6, 2015 at 10:22 PM
Hahahah Andie Ok
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