(Limerick)
There was an old fellow from Pinner
Whose daughter ate lots of lunch and dinner.
Then woke up one day
Very obese by the way.
And now she's so fat and not thinner!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
September,1,2014
I am super sour swimmer,
engaging erectile filler,
lithium under the spinner,
a dancing danger inside of your pinner,
a welcoming rager until it’s time for dinner,
a recreation of Imagination Island while you’re out on your blinker,
a smiling fin-
and a rank and file win,
a serious agitation to your rectal inflammation,
a younger man but not yours to sing flagrant,
a special stew that mom cooked just for you,
a blistering band of E-Heads and Speedy Dreds,
a clear cut forest growing back even more deformed...
Hey Willie howya doin?
How I hope y'doin' fine
I haven't heard a word of you
In too damn long a time
So I'm sittin' here just wishin'
That there's really nothin' wrong
And someday like tomorrow
You'll sing another song
There's lotsa folk that's singin'
and some songsa kinda fine
But I haven't heard a word of you
In too damn long a time
So I'll roll me up a pinner
Sit back and pick a song
To maybe pen a winner
That'll make you sing along
Oh it's fun to sing a song
and it's great to sing along
So come on back where you belong
How I hope there's nothin' wrong
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