Short Special Case Poems

Nice girl Ottava Rima knew her place
but in her very private room did write
a limerick which in this special case
was bluer than the dark mask of midnight.
Could she read it with a pious straight face?
She'd have to; Palm Sunday was in plain sight.

She went to church and read her naughty verse.
The priest died of shock, she laughed til she burst....

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