The Man In the Pokey
The Man in the Pokey
There once was a man in the pokey.
He was dancing; his movements were hokey.
He jiggled and jumped.
Then fell on his rump.
So he sat there and sang karaoke.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 12, 2010
Poetic form: Limerick
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010
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