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Journey of the Escargot-Funny Limerick Poetry Contest
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Henry carried his house on his back,
He could get up and leave, no need to pack.
Although travel was slow
For this escargot
He traveled alone, made his own track.
Although it took him many years
Henry finally made it to Algiers.
The city was so grand
After trekking through sand,
Leaving a trail of slime, sweat, and tears.
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Sara Etgen-Baker
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