A Berserk Limerick
There once was a young fella from Cambridge
His height was embellished with foam wedges.
On water he walked
Floating rock to rock
Until shrinkage sunk his stride from seepage
For Fandango’s #FOWC This was supposed to include the word berserk, but I couldn’t muscle it in, so it is what it is. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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7 responses to “A Berserk Limerick”
The Cambridge guy, walking on water
met up with a riverside otter
who, blowing off steam,
went swimming upstream
to build a new home where he oughtta.
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LOL! ❤️
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A berserk poetess, name of Misky
Spent all afternoon on the whisky,
A little bit piddled
She drank as she scribbled,
The poem she composed, was way risky!
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(Big grin)
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I don’t know why it copied in prose, when I wrote in verse! Me and I.T! 😂
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Funny enough, I read it with line breaks. 🙃
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