Limerick: Once a sick Sikh in a great hurry
Limerick : Once a sick Sikh in a great hurry
Once a sick Sikh in a great hurry
Went to see a doctor after (a) hot curry
He hurried back mid-way
You know why so don’t bray
Now (he) sees doctors only when merry.
Since (he) sees doctors under a lorry
Now he sees proctors I’m so sorry.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2013
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