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Mark the Shark

There once was a gambler named Mark At cards he was somewhat a shark he missed his cue lost his juju Now he sleeps in a public park

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 2/23/2021 4:02:00 PM

Are you ready for this? -- I learned about 10 years ago that it's really 'card sharp,' not 'card shark.' Couldn't believe it... ~ Mr. D. Ull

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 2/23/2021 5:49:00 PM

LOL well, it still 'almost' rhymes :) Linda

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 2/23/2021 11:47:00 AM

Poor Mark! If you decide to teach limerick workshops, contact me!

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 2/23/2021 2:21:00 PM

Haha Caren. Once you get the rhythm, it just flows. Not all are good, sadly. Thanks for stopping by! :) Linda

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/10/2021 2:18:00 PM

You are on a great roll with limericks. I like this one very much too.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 2/10/2021 2:26:00 PM

Thanks Andrea. Guess I'm trying to get as much mileage from a name as I can. LOL :) Linda

Robert Pettit

Date: 2/10/2021 7:30:00 AM

I see plenty of those losers sleeping in public in Atlantic City.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 2/10/2021 12:13:00 PM

I can imagine. :) Linda

Tom Cunningham

Date: 2/9/2021 10:39:00 AM

Seems his luck ran out, his fortune gone on a throw of a dice. Tom

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 2/9/2021 2:58:00 PM

Can't win 'em all, eh? Thanks for the visit and comment Tom. :) Linda