The First Date
At first sight in love with this man she fell,
on the first date she’d be out of her shell.
He came floating with a rose,
sat beside her very close.
Fish smell of his socks struck, she groaned, ‘it’s hell’.
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November 5, 2022
Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10 (HMS)
Contest : A Funny Limerick-Make Me Laugh
Sponsored by : Tania Kitchin
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2022
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