The Perfect Limerick
Here lies O'Tool, Irish and Brother.
He treated his wife like his mother.
His poor wife, sex-starved,
On his tombstone has carved,
Under this grim sod lies another.
Copyright © David Colquhoun | Year Posted 2014
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