Tall Tale

Long ago and far away
Folks still talk of this today,
There was a place called Mount Y'all
Everyone there was incredibly tall
Anyway, that's what they say.

The buildings there seem to touch the sky
Everything was tall and high
People there were over ten feet tall,
They did not know a word called small
And they never told a lie

It was cold, in Mount Y'all,
No spring or summer or autumn (fall)
Just one season every year,
They never saw the sun appear,
Only used to the winter's squall.

There is much that isn't known,
Of this place, no map shown,
It's known to have had many waterfalls (fools)
River beds and limpid pools
Did Mount Y'all become OVERGROWN?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
March 18, 2022 at 1:55 AM
These two lines are lines I wish I had written "People there were over ten feet tall, They did not know a word called small"
Hawkins Avatar
March 19, 2022 at 11:37 PM
When people are too tall they look down on small people, unfortunately.
Baker Avatar
March 10, 2022 at 4:37 PM
Great Limerick! Shirley, you created an interesting tale. The multiple limerick verses were exquisite. I enjoyed the read very much, Thank you. Hugs, Bill
Hawkins Avatar
March 19, 2022 at 11:42 PM
Thank you very much for your very nice comments, Bill. I hope you are having a pleasant weekend. Take care. Shirley
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