The Mortified Mermaid
Sweet Lorelei was in distress -
an angler’s rod ripped off her dress,
perched high on her rock,
she was sans her frock,
her nakedness she must redress!
She clambered down onto the beach,
to gather seaweed in arm's reach,
then formed a bikini,
(which was rather teeny,)
now sailors declare her a peach!
Sea Tales Limerick Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
Limerick 1: 8,8,5,5,8
Limerick 2: 8,8,6,6,8
Favorite color for jewellery – green
Ring size I think is possibly 5/ J ½ (to be confirmed)
7/31/18
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