Limerick: Once a Rich Widow Went To the Globe
Limerick : Once a rich Widow went to the Globe*
Once a rich Widow went to the Globe
To fill her pipes in a jolly robe
A lone lost-looking bloke
Lost his poke in her choke
Now all he’s good for is to blow globe.
or
What he should do now is to blow The Globe !
• Globe : A café-restaurant in Paris where the old and the young get to meeting.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
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