What's This - a Narrative From Jack
Now this is quite rare
A narrative from Jack
He's under the weather
Or brain cells he lacks
This Limerick Master
Has fallen out of line
Second and fourth lines
Actually do rhyme
Hope there's some hope
Or a pill he can take
To cure him of narratives
What a horrible fate
Quatrains can also
Slip into the mix
Quite unexpectedly
They use dirty tricks
They'll disguise themselve
Thinking Jack's a stooge
In reality, to be honest
They'll soon be screwed
Enough of this nonsence
It was just a wee blip
Before blinking an eye
Lims will be back on his lips
So the bottom line is this
He ran off of the track
But surely you can trust him
His Limericks will be back
Locked in a tiny room
Folks seem a li'l strange
Don't think they're all normal
But I'm definitely sane!
(I think!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
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