Friday, December 9, 2011

An atrocious crime

Once upon a time,
lived a girl who thought she could rhyme
She wrote and wrote,
many words she spoke
But eventually had some wine.

3 comments:

  1. Haha....I like your limerick Geraldine. It's so funny. Poor girl gave up on writing poem and drank instead. I hope you don't give up on writing poetry!

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