Limerick written - 12th August 2023
Sweet William There once was a man, smelt like a trash can ‘Til came the day the dreadful fray began Wife said she would leave And find a new squeeze Who smelt as delightful as Sweet William. The man said nothing, but thought all the more Afraid that the wife would show him the door He took a good scrub In a hot bathtub Then scent of roses poured from every pore. He pleaded “forget Sweet William, please do” “I smell wonderful for you now, it’s true” She had a huge laugh At his daft remark As ‘twas in the garden Sweet William grew.
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