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There once was a man named Quentin Who rhymed with things that were lent, 'n' Then once in a while He'd rhyme with a smile 'N' put stuff he really hadn't meant in!

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Date: 4/23/2013 3:04:00 PM
hahaha, the story of my life. My poems metamorphose (?) themselves for the sake of rhyming. Nice limerick, Quentin. :)
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Quentin Ehlinger
Date: 4/23/2013 9:05:00 PM
Sometimes I find that word That we have all heard That means what I want then But comes back to haunt when I discover there's another Meaning to it undercover