David Bose Poet Limerick

Saint Patrick's Parade

Off, Seamus marched with a swagger,
Yet, soon, he slowed, that sly lagger.
Then, not very far,
He snuck to a bar:
By noon, his march was a stagger.



March 17, 2017
Luck of the Irish Limerick Contest
Kim Merryman, Sponsor

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Mark Martin April 13, 2017 at 11:18 AM The best way to enjoy a parade! Congratulations on your win David! :-)

Andrea Dietrich April 7, 2017 at 8:18 PM hahaha, one of the BEST in the contest. BIG congrats. Love this. David Bose April 10, 2017 at 7:44 AM Thanks much, Andrea, your words always mean a lot. Appreciate it, Dave

John Lawless April 7, 2017 at 5:12 PM Aye, 'twas such. David Bose April 10, 2017 at 7:41 AM Thanks, John.

Jan Allison April 7, 2017 at 7:38 AM ha ha ha really made me smile David I can just picture it now:-) congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx David Bose April 10, 2017 at 7:41 AM Thanks, as always, Jan. Do you suppose Seamus ended in a cell with your Paddy? Congrats and thanks again. Dave

Kim Rodrigues April 7, 2017 at 6:31 AM Love this, David! Vivid image! Congrats! David Bose April 10, 2017 at 7:38 AM Thanks, Kim. Your encouragement always means a lot. Dave