Turista

While backpacking in downtown Mumbai
I digested a spicy meat pie
It wasn't too long
'Till I smelt a pong
And then felt something run down my thigh.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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October 18, 2022 at 5:29 PM
I hope you had toilet paper in your backpack (lol) Fun limerick, Terry.
Miller Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 7:18 AM
Thank you, Charles; yep, plenty of tp!
Kyser Avatar
October 13, 2022 at 9:58 AM
Meat on a stick Your guess, your pick They can't be beat Out in the heat Nothing like traveling sick
Miller Avatar
October 14, 2022 at 12:16 AM
Ha ha Jeff, thank you for your visit, and comment
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