Limerick: Once a Rich Janitress Rode On a Broom
Limerick : Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom
Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom
From cheek to jowl her looks spelt dire doom
She thought she owned the world
And the world owed her gold
So she chewed gold and lost gums and bloom.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2013
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